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Tuesday 4th April 2006
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Feeding the ducks, we were feeding the ducks. I smelt the bread and there was this kind of alcoholic smell. I don't think bread should smell like. Beer, maybe. But not bread. But that didn't stop A******. A bit of mould ain't gonna bother him. The ducks didn't mind too. So yeah . . . we fed the ducks and A****** our mouldy bread and everyone was happy.
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