There's a couple of crates of BA over there with the snorkers
and baked taters; there's all the usual ales on draught indoors
and I have a sekrit stash of personal PJs behind the shed. If the
taters run out, we can soon bung a few more in the embers.
Whaddayer mean, Bonfire Night's over and done with?
Time means ~nothing~ in here.
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My pet rock Gordon just is.