Quite a fleamsy film |
I must say, if I was putting tarpaulins on corn ricks in a thunder storm, I would get dressed rather than just putting a shawl on over my nightie. But then I'm just a lightweight really. Really it's quite unlikely that I would be putting tarpaulins on ricks in a thunder storm at all. I'm not keen on ladders. Or heights. There's nothing I can't reach in Aimo's House standing on a chair, and that's the way I like it.
You should watch the bit when the circus comes to town; Dick Turpin's Ride is the essence of Fleams. It reminds me rather of Maria Marten and the Murder in the Red Barn.
Another Fleamsy Film |
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