My mother had an older brother –
Name of Charles: ‘Chuck’.
Think she must have adored him all the more
As her feckless father had upped-sticks
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Hey! A bit of family history - don't get me started. Fate is a strange, strange, strange, odd-ball weird thing.... (Actually I think the old Saxon word for fate was 'Wyrd') . It has always fascinated me that one can live or die by making the wrong decision.Lots of late-night debate here!
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Hey! A bit of family history - don't get me started. Fate is a strange, strange, strange, odd-ball weird thing.... (Actually I think the old Saxon word for fate was 'Wyrd') . It has always fascinated me that one can live or die by making the wrong decision.Lots of late-night debate here!