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Meccano Number One

Start life in a pushchair end up in a wheelchair that doesn't sound fair to me I'd like a parachute. but we rise as we fall keep our eyes on the ball and the game plays out as it will. If life is a 'Gif' I wonder if but then I don't. So for me it's back to the Weetabix the Sticklebricks and plasticine and taking forty winks in the time it takes to take five because I have a microwave bed, (old jokes are the best) modernity's killing me but slowly and in an old fashioned kind of way.

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