At King’s Lynn station a wreath of yellow roses hung in tranquillity on the gate
John Osborne had an aunt who always said dispiritingly as soon as the last mouthful of Christmas dinner was swallowed: “Well, that’s over for another year.” So is the mourning over for Queen Elizabeth – the formal mourning.
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