Cue the cheery accordion as Adam channels Prince Charles to Brian’s dismay,while Helen’s whirlwind marriage, and cookie-making, and leaves a bad tasteYou sunburnt sicklemen of August weary / advance hither from the furrow and be merry.
Unless,of course, you live in Ambridge, and where Kenton has taken to the bottle (“We’re ruined,Jolene!”), Ruth’s mother has gone walkabout (“She could be anywhere!”), and Rob has been caught fiddling the figures at the cow factory (“The rolling average isn’t where it should be”).
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Source: theguardian.com