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Yngste sonen passade på att besöka mor och far på väg till förrättning i Skåne.Träningen får dock inte försummas:
Påminner om The The grand old Duke of York,
He had ten thousand men.
He marched them up to the top of the hill
And he marched them down again
And when they were up, they were up.
And when they were down, they were down.
And when they were only halfway up,
They were neither up nor down.
He had ten thousand men.
He marched them up to the top of the hill
And he marched them down again
And when they were up, they were up.
And when they were down, they were down.
And when they were only halfway up,
They were neither up nor down.
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Den trappan har jag sprungit upp och ner i med betydligt spänstigare spiror 1979--82. Men en ska inte klaga – så bedrövlig är trots allt inte formen.
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