The good old days


Granddad was reminiscing about the good old days…   

“When I was a lad, Mum would send me down to the dairy with a shilling, and I’d come back with five pounds of potatoes, two loaves of bread, three pints of milk, a pound of cheese, a packet of tea, and half a dozen eggs.”

He shook his head sadly. “You can’t do that now. Too many darned security cameras.”


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