Monday, April 07, 2008

Mr and Mrs Lorne go tae Aintree.

Arrivin in style, a wish. Some lucky baistert wi mair money thin the proverbial hoarse kin shite.
Whar ma hoarse fell.



It wis feckin Baltic min, we wur like a couple fae Afganastan.







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Carrier said...

Gid foaty the first yin - it laest Mrs Lorne goat ti see a big chopper oan her hoalidays.

7/4/08 7:45 pm

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