Today I attended the funeral of my Great Uncle Les.
Great Uncle Les was a great man indeed and he will be sorely missed by everyone who knew him.
He served in the British army during WW2 as a driver and a trained sniper.
My favourite memory of him will always be this;
My mum was discussing immigration with Les but, she was getting nowhere. Great Uncle Les was a very old fashioned man and believed anyone not entitled to be here should be deported immediately. My mum pointed out that some of these people were born here and are technically British.
Uncle Les shot down this theory by saying "Rubbish Linda! If a horse was born in a cow shed, you wouldn't call it a cow would you?"
Brilliant.
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