As we returned to thee village to do our Christmas shopping well I flagon of milk some cheese and a box of muffins thee shops was crowded wyth shoppers wyth shopping trolleys some had two full to thee brim wyth eight loafs of bred and champagne any body would think that there wasn’t a cost of living crises

As this horrible toffee nosed little man said you’re in my way get out of it as I said you horrible little man as he tried to push us out of thee way and said us upper class shouldn’t have to be in thee same shop as you scum poor people no place here fore you go home where you came from in this Towne full of hate if we was still in Europe I’d of gone to thee Strasbourg court of Human rights about thee disscrasefull way I get treated here as thay have no concept of what beeing poor is all about as thay ride about in there four by fours in their big posh houses and I don’t belong here as Husband’s Guido and Henry said beloived let us leave but we have no place to go happy Christmas Nolliag Shona Nadelik lowen llawenadolig dydd wacvnboro pi3aba veseloho rizdva