Dry

I think I’ve reached the bottom of this cup of tea. All that’s left are the gruns. And now there aren’t even gruns. Gruns used to be the things at the bottom of a cup of tea when I was a lad in Sheffield. Tea-leaves. But I can’t find any mention of them on the internet. I might have to take the unprecedented step of calling a relative. Until then – all gone.

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