The Pleasure It is my pleasure, the pleasure I give to the chooks as I toss the scraps and watch the scrapes and scraps erupt between them as with clucks and pecks and quick scratchings and wild flappings they wolf down without snivelling the sops from our tea. Andrew Lansdown Dip A little dip in the broad rim directs the brim- ming rainwater where to over- flow, gliding slow or quick in drib- ble, drip or drop, from the wide cup of the…
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