by Noella Noelophile™ “Owe, cahmon, doan’t be bloody pahrty-poopahs!” insisted a woman in a poke bonnet and a perfect Cockney accent. Her persuasive talents won out. The reluctant celebrants joined her in a spirited reel on the dance floor at … Continue reading A Dickens of a Celebration
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