mcfarlane

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thon side o marriage mrs	mcfarlane	shrugged she telt me aince
like two grey wings mrs	mcfarlane	was sleekly stout rather greasy
rarely do we see jean	mcfarlane	last time we saw her
air between mother and mrs	mcfarlane	like a tasty piece of
would sink contentedly into mr	mcfarlane	s bulk as if into
answers took her to mrs	mcfarlane	s door where she pressed
she did wha kens mrs	mcfarlane	replied swilling the dregs of
been sadie s naturally mrs	mcfarlane	had always thought her neighbour
ugh i never see jean	mcfarlane	but i was told she
contain itself no longer mrs	mcfarlane	she said casting all social
horsemen of the apocalypse mrs	mcfarlane	from over the dyke beckoned
turned out her name was	mcfarlane	and eh please mrs mowdy
serves her right said mrs	mcfarlane	i d expect my man
over margaret chatted with mrs	mcfarlane	over he changes in the
ve hid in years mrs	mcfarlane	was unconvinced maybe indeed it
harcus scottish trade international jim	mcfarlane	scottish enterprise borders helen bottle
dis it nae if mr	mcfarlane	hidna made demands on me