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Originally Posted by Tom Alexander
When I was a kid I used to follow the baker, milkman and rag 'n bone man around the neighbourhood and collect their horses poop in a bucket. When I had a wheelbarrow full I would sell it to the local butcher for 5 shillings. (He used to put it on his prize rhubarb patch  |
From a dispute about a horse and rider trying to get served at a drive through food outlet. >
