I once gave my husband the 
silent treatment for an entire week, at the end of which he declared, “Hey, we’re getting along pretty great lately!”
Dad, can you put my shoes on? No, I don’t think they’ll fit me.
I’ll call you later. Don’t call me later, call me Dad.
I am but just a simple shoutout to my readers. Have a good one =)
It’s 5 o’clock somewhere. Cheers!
Ahoy, lovely reader! Pretty soon you’ll be able to leave messages like this on here =)
Things happen only when somebody makes them happen.
If you say something it needs to be an improvement on the silence
Hope ya’ll having a good remaining day.
  • Animals escaped from Braintree High Street butchers

    … Baughens, the pork butcher had a slaughterhouse roughly behind Christ Church, while in Sunnyfields Road Solomon Porter the horse slaughterer and knackerman could be found, his premises open to the road. The horsemeat was sold as dog food from a shop in Bradford Street adjacent Friars Lane.

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