From my great-grandfather, George. I love George, although we never met. He would have loved me too, I know. The story goes that, when my Mum was a baby, he would come to visit and accidently drop his boots outside her door and accidently wake her up. He was a tailor and had three shops in Melbourne. King's Tailors or something. Here he is again.
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I've never seen so much sewing come out of one family.
Talk about in your genes.
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