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Orson Swells
Guest
You know, once at the Smiths night at the Star and Garter, about 18 months ago now, I met a small, cute, amusing, 50s-styled girl from Levenshulme called Helen. She had a quiff and glasses and a sparkling dress and we, erm, got on rather well. Never seen her since. Who was she? Does she still go? Where is she now? Does anybody know her?
Probably not.
Oh well, I'll never learn.
Probably not.
Oh well, I'll never learn.