Remembering Vicky's Mum.
Yes, I'm partial to half a walnut.
Half a walnut always tastes much better at high altitude.
Still no whole walnuts then?
Crunch. Crunch.
Another half-walnut?
Yes please.
Don't go.
I shall definitely want another one.
Yes, one final walnut, then we really have to go.
OK, see you next week.
Marmaduke.
With the scent of fresh squirrel in his nostrils.
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