at least 30 feet wide using the clock sundial
and had a fantastic handkerchief named Terry who was well used every time he caught a cold, when it was frosty, or when he was making small bank withdrawals.
terry was just great. Well traveled and used to keeping himself clean in many turbulent conditions due to his training as a silk, he kept his day to day position in the top pocket of local society.
every now and then, some one would borrow terry but he didnt mind.
Winston's left hand top pocket- Arthur- was good friends with terry. they went through a lot of scrapes together and on a few occasions, bloodied and tied up.
on Sundays, Terry would go to church on the back of a sack of potatoes he borrowed from the lady next door, and it was one day there in January 1347 that Terry met the love of his life,
Phlegum, an attractive young green thinker so frisky you could spit.
they were married in 1492 at Evesbury Public Laundromat wash house and knee knocking training camp.
Winston was proud of Terry and from 1822 onwards with the advent of colour radio, always kept a spare stamp with him in case he needed to mail himself to the meat cleaver section behind sainsburys car park to make fresh parking tickets by rabbit.
Terry lived a long and colourful life spending some time in India learning about lack of toilet paper.
he died when his twain came in two in 2017 with an attack of flu, and leaves a huge number of illiterate children who think bunting is a fledgling bird, a flower wrapped in porcupine stomach, a lump of Finnish ice, and a tin opener that can open square cornered tins.
Winston was upset as his passing, and refused to go out from then on unless the Queen sent him one of her best tea towels first.
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