When I was about 13 years old, I worked as a Saturday milk boy for a bloke named Frank. He had short, curly hair with no sideburns, wore heavy-framed tinted glasses and smoked Player’s No.10, which he kept in a stainless steel cigarette case.
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Milko
When I was about 13 years old, I worked as a Saturday milk boy for a bloke named Frank. He had short, curly hair with no sideburns, wore heavy-framed tinted glasses and smoked Player’s No.10, which he kept in a stainless steel cigarette case.