I used to give one to a Cornish bird, who came from a tiny place called Pendeen, which is right down the end of Cornwall near St Just. Her family ran a restaurant called the Tin Mine Tavern.....she seemed to quite like the English.
Is there a single county in England in which Reg has not sown his wild oats? I'm starting to doubt it. Randy old bugger. In a few generations from now, I'm sure that most of the UK population will be able to claim him as a direct ascendant.
I wish...I did have the advantage of the late 60's early 70's, when some sort of social revolution took place in Britain.....namely the pill enabled a whole generation of women to put it about like rabbits, without the breeding bit.
