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So I roll up, all ominous-like. “You either die a hero…” or you pay up, right? This chick—let’s call her Candy—leans in, smirkin’. “Hey, big guy, got credits?” I’m like, “I find your lack of faith disturbing.” She laughs—nervy broad! I respect that. We haggle—20 creds, 30 creds—damn, inflation’s a bitch. She’s got this scar, right across her cheek. “Joker did it,” she says. I’m thinkin’, “Bitch, please, I’d choke him first.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s my story!

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He was an active member of the local community and supported this church, local charities and local associations – notably CIPFA, his professional Institute.

The Plough is packed, right? I’m talkin’ shoulder to shoulder. I grab a pint of local ale, and it’s like liquid gold. I’m feelin’ good, laughin’ with the lads, when suddenly, this old lady starts dancin’ on a table. I’m like, “What the actual heck?” But she’s got moves! Everyone’s cheerin’ her on. Fetcham’s got talent, I tell ya.

Rev Paul Boughton, vicar of Goring and Streatley benefice