Snapshot is of a village a few miles from here. This afternoon, went to visit friends on way into Ipswich. Spent a while sitting in their garden chatting and drinking tea. Lovely weather; very restful. Then went on into Ipswich to look at beds. In Ipswich found ourselves following large van lettered:- Horse Cremation Service. I'm as fond of horses as the next man, but this seemed a wickedly wasteful idea when there are hungry frenchmen in the world. Goodnight all.
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Are the French hungry? If not send it over here, there might be some hungry Swedes; the Swedes call it hamburger meat attemting to hide the fact that it is horsemeat.
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