Knowing Me Knowing You

‘Have you seen the bairn, Betty?’

‘Your Roman centurion’s marching round the back-garden, with my sweeping-brush.’

‘Ha ha. I think that if you asked her, she’d tell you she’s more than a centurion.’

Daddy knows, everything.

And only he’d recognise the Emperor of Rome and not dream of sweeping floors with, my spear.

‘OH, you’re there, princess!

‘I didn’t hear you come in.’



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