Dear Margaret
Ah, poor you, the curse of the holiday tummy – I remember it well from my only family break. My sisters and I were mysteriously struck down, one by one, as we camped in the field by Airdrie Abattoir. Fortunately, the weather was kind to us, and our sleeping bags dried out enough to be scraped clean with the tin-opener.
My advice to you, dear, is plenty of Milk and Magnesia and don't let it spoil your fun. It was a shame you didn’t think to pack a spare set of dentures, but never mind; just be sure to give them a good rinse before you pop them back in. What a piece of luck you hadn’t flushed!
Yours, Eunice
Ah, poor you, the curse of the holiday tummy – I remember it well from my only family break. My sisters and I were mysteriously struck down, one by one, as we camped in the field by Airdrie Abattoir. Fortunately, the weather was kind to us, and our sleeping bags dried out enough to be scraped clean with the tin-opener.
My advice to you, dear, is plenty of Milk and Magnesia and don't let it spoil your fun. It was a shame you didn’t think to pack a spare set of dentures, but never mind; just be sure to give them a good rinse before you pop them back in. What a piece of luck you hadn’t flushed!
Yours, Eunice
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