I laughed.

Cheers Stacy.
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BigShot wrote:I laughed.
The poet Alfred, Lord Tennyson, who died this month in 1892, was a quirky fellow who may have inherited the trait from his father, George. George was a rector who wrote poetry himself. He had a busy mind and one day could not recall his own name. It is said that he wandered about the village until a parishioner greeted him with a cheery "Good day to thee, Dr Tennyson." "By God, my man!" declared George. "You're right!"
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