Royal Horticultural Society Tag
“Move those eggs to the left” insisted the chartered surveyor
“Application is the only way” insisted the pharmacist
Elephants seldom fit in envelopes
Садовник потянулся за лопаткой сделанной из сыра
“Bring me my sauciest wallaby” demanded the Lord High Vizier
The Pifflehound was in a state of high alert.
Rollicking on the boilerplate of life
The Juggernaut Was Pelted With Cowrie Shells
His Braces Were Tailored From Organic Lasagne
A Luvverly Bunch of Sea Urchins
“Pangolin, Pangolin Let Down your Hair”.
Crab Mousse and Iron Filings
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