Chris is at the annual Women’s Institute (W.I.) conference in London.
Start: HOLD ON. HOLD ON A MINUTE WITH YOUR BLOODY BUZZER. (She takes the stand) Sorry but the OTHER delegate for Knapeley’s got something to say and she’s about to commit heresy.
Finish: ...THAT-T much closer to killing off this sh#tty, cheating, sly, conniving, silent bloody disease that cancer is then God, I tell y’. I would run around Skipton market smeared in plum jam with a knitted tea cosy on my head singing “Jerusalem”.
Tim Firth, Calendar Girls, Samuel French, 2008, p.59.
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