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16 October 2014
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John McAndrew

I'm the short fat baldy Englishman with a Yorkshire accent, and if that's not enough I also sing Beatles songs to myself. Yet another blow in.
I also write plays and letters to newspapers.

New Friends by John McAndrew

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Well I never.

Who would have thought?

Are any of his children still at home?

We always thought he was, well, one of us.

To think, he’s been married for fifty years.

Judge a man by his actions, I say.

And there’s more, still to come out I hear.

Who told you that?

Are you sure, certain, positive? REALLY?

We mustn’t laugh, it’s not right, it’s dreadful!

Not even a whisper, she must have known.

To think SHE’s been married to him for fifty years too.

Judge him by his new friends,

Ian and Martin, Bertie and Tony.

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