I'm in Love, Papa.

i'm in love, papa. Mick and i have been secretly married. Mary's everything i ever wanted in a woman. She's cold, nasty and cruel, like the burden of the working man. And max, everything i've always wanted in a man, bald and angry and vaguely smelling of chip fat. We're honeymooning down pit. How unlike lady mary to shack up with someone unsuitable. Looks like julian fellows has run out of ideas again. Anyway, time for my breakfast. Some one passed me a fish knife. Oh my goodness. Socialism is destroying this country, and now you're eating a horse's head with aFish knife. Frankly