I`m surprised at the amount of faces I recognise, still, after 15 months of absence from this site. Perhaps I`m correct, and should remain "absent" ? ? ?
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Question. Should, so called, Love `n` Romance, be left to the Youths, and let us old `uns, Stew in our cynicism ? Or is there hope for the us poor buggers ?

Decided. I`m just Looking, just now.
Maybe. Just maybe, something`ll click ?

I took my Love to Primrose Hill,
Upon Saint Swithens Day,
And Pointed out the woody woods,
We passed along the way,
But she wouldn`t.

I took my Love to Turnpike Lane,
When Michealmas was nye,
I thought I caught a twinkle,
In her pretty little eye,
But I hadn`t.

I took my Love to Potters Bar,
When Halloween was near,
And though she seemed quite willing,
I`d gone off the whole idea,
So we didn`t.

Overture. By Bernard Cribbins.

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********/. . . . . \*********totally lost the
*******/ . . . . . . \**********plot, you are
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***( . . . @ . . . . @ . . )*******evaluation is the
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