Monday, 22 June 2009

Dine as King's do

It was payday. The room gleamed as children in

Sunday best jigged. Martha
stood proud in her

frayed wedding-dress as Herbert arrived to proudly

lay wages and steak on the table. It was bread,

cheese, and hungry Friday the rest of the week but

on payday, they ate like Kings.

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