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"Time flies when you're having fun!" he recalled someone telling him a long time ago. He was obviously having too much fun as he could hardly remember the last time he
found a witch's hat in the cellar of his neighbours cottage in the village of Southern Brambleby. It was a pity that he
could cook a full roast pork dinner with all the trimmings like a five star chef but he was a dismal failure when it came to
pleasing anyone. Everyone always smiled and said it was ok. He could always see their pity though and it made him
sing like Barry Manilow, giving his best performance to all who
paid five bucks at the door and donated a canned good to the homeless.
