A man was asked by his wife to go to the greengrocer's for a swede turnip. “How big do yon want one?” ho asked. “As big as your bead,” was the reply. On his way he met a friend, who discovered the object of his journey and said; “Why, there’s no need to' buy one. Go to my allot ment and get one.” A little later tho plot owner was hailed by a friend with • “ That’s a rum sort of gardener you’ve got working on your plot.” “Whv, what’s he doing?” “He’s pulling aU your swedes up and trying his bowler hat on ’em.”-
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Evening Star, Issue 19409, 18 November 1926, Page 1
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104Page 1 Advertisements Column 6 Evening Star, Issue 19409, 18 November 1926, Page 1
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