Anello d’oro trovato “luccicante al sole” nel campo di Norfolk
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cy0k7k3pwg4o
di tylerthe-theatre
Anello d’oro trovato “luccicante al sole” nel campo di Norfolk
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cy0k7k3pwg4o
di tylerthe-theatre
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***Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk, agh burzum-ishi krimpatul***
One does simply walk into Norwich, the pedestrianisation of the city centre is actually quite convenient, although people forget that traders need access to **Dixons**
Shit. Fetch me my pipe, I’m going to need a few shorties, a hot blonde, the guy who sits alone in a pub and a stout bloke with an axe.
What’s that inscription? It looks like some form of Elvish, I can’t read it.
That thing’s cool as fuck. I’d feel a bit disappointed that I only got the cash equivalent.
Also “Sir Bassingbourne Gawdy, the 3rd Baronet of Harling” sounds like something from PG Wodehouse.
Will you search through the loamy earth for me?
Climb through the briar and bramble
I’ll be your treasure
I felt the touch of the kings and the breath of the wind
I knew the call of all the song birds
They sang all the wrong words
I’m waiting for you
I’m waiting for you
Will you swim through the briny sea for me?
Roll along the ocean’s floor?
I’ll be your treasure
I’m with the ghosts of the men who can never sing again
There’s a place, follow me
Where a love lost at sea
Is waiting for you
Is waiting for you
My dad lost his wedding ring in a Norfolk field back in 1987. To this day I remember how distraught he was about it all. He’s not with us now sadly, but can I claim this on his behalf please?