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Originally Posted by garinda
You never know.
It might be nice having one of our social betters as our M.P.
Like a return to the old days.
We could stand on the station, waving our cloth caps, as the train streamed away t'big city. Taking her Ladyship to Westminster, to plead our case in t'big House for us.
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Good God Sir, you make the blood vessels in my temples expand and retract under their own volition!
The good old days, Pah, you know nothing about the good old days, back then the Male of the family only would be waved off and his good lady Wife
She would have to dash home tear stained hanky in hand to ensure the upstairs Parlour maid and the kitchen skivvy hadn't been able to break the bonds tying them to their duties.
Then she would just about have enough time for three fainting fits before settling down for tea.
Yours faithfully,
Col. Buffington (rtd).