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you come round mine, eat my biscuits, accuse me of "crying", then proceed to spend half the time you are at mine on the phone to - mrs chaos, papa chaos, the talking clock, john fuller, gay chat lines, solent coastguard and you redecorate the floor of my downstairs bog with wee....
Big JF - can't get hold of anywhere that replaces the internal gubbins of the temperature gauge - you got a spare one on any of your multiple loti?
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