Mind you, I've always been musical... Mother used to sit me on her knee and I'd whisper, 'Mummy, Mummy, sing me a lullaby do,' and she'd say: 'Certainly my angel, my wee bundle of happiness, hold my beer while I fetch me banjo.'
Invention consists in avoiding the constructing of useless contraptions and in constructing the useful combinations which are in infinite minority.
I cannot help feeling I would have been happier with a husband and chidren of my own.
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