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I'm a wind-blown seed in the land of greed, living with a dream gone wrong
When the mother had found a particularly good bargain or, say, successfully bought all her Christmas cards in the January sales, she would refer to herself as Meenus McMinnie. I never really knew why. She just did.
Having had a busy week this week, I've only just got round to reading this week's letter from the mother. In it, she describes herself as Mean-As-Muck Minnie.
Oh.
Having had a busy week this week, I've only just got round to reading this week's letter from the mother. In it, she describes herself as Mean-As-Muck Minnie.
Oh.
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My Mum's, with my Grandma, was that when something impressed my grandmother re variety and selection, she said that 'they had more than tongue can tell.' Which meant that throughout her childhood my Mum was dimly convinced that there were two proverbial men, possibly brothers, called 'Tunc and Tel' known for having possessed a prodigious array of items.
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(I am too).
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(That's a canonical "I" and "you", by the way, not thee and me in particular ;)
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(Anonymous) 2006-11-11 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)Cathy
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Also, I remember singing Rule Brittania at junior school and being the only one to sing the last line about the mermaids. I blame my parents for that as well.
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(Anonymous) 2006-11-12 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)