I knew it was too good to be true when I got the phone call from a stuck up solicitor telling me that my Great Uncle, Ambrose Banks, had popped his clogs and had named me as a beneficiary in his will. Apparently I had inherited a small portion of his estate. Turned out it was the handbrake. Fairdos.
Friday, 4 April 2008
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