He was spending his autumn years in Bradford, ya know. I often used to wander down on Sunday afternoons to The National Museum of Film and Photography and exchange smalltalk with the most important, the most beautiful, the most magical, saggy old cloth cat in the whole wide world...
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Date: 2004-02-12 08:39 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-02-12 08:51 am (UTC)He was spending his autumn years in Bradford, ya know. I often used to wander down on Sunday afternoons to The National Museum of Film and Photography and exchange smalltalk with the most important,
the most beautiful, the most magical, saggy old cloth cat in the whole wide world...
Someone stole him once...