High over England, it's just marvelous.
And maybe I'm just easy to please but the lunch they're serving is as tasty as grandma's home-cooked meal.
Provided your grandmother can cook.
Friday, February 1, 2008
1:05pm GMT, Somewhere Over England
We've taken off. These '67's are such flying machines. The engines are quiet whirrrrs, the ascent smooth and decisive. I do likes me a good '67.
High over England, it's just marvelous.
And maybe I'm just easy to please but the lunch they're serving is as tasty as grandma's home-cooked meal.
Provided your grandmother can cook.
High over England, it's just marvelous.
And maybe I'm just easy to please but the lunch they're serving is as tasty as grandma's home-cooked meal.
Provided your grandmother can cook.
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