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sagger maker’s bottom knocker from barnsley one of the last of a now dead trade famed for his skill and precision where ever saggers were made forced to redundancies scrap heap because of lack of demand for his skill lack of money and self respect made him feel tired and ill took up dwile flonking in somerset became a regular girter of the team but regular skilled work remained his great and longed for dream flonked by a wanton driveller thrust which he sadly failed to catch led to his early demise and an unfinished match so take note passing stranger of his sad demoralising tale a tragic life so swadged short by dwile flonking and real ale he rests beneath this stone his driveller in his hand the finest sagger maker’s bottom knocker ever seen in this fair land

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