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 Ah yeah. Bit of family folklore there: the time we rented a house in my dad's hometown and the former MrsCR popped over the road to the butchers for some sausages. First time visiting that part of the country, and her with an English accent attracted attention. She was gone nearly four hours; came back with the head spinning after being introduced to everyone else who set foot in the shop, and learnt about cousins and double-great aunts and brothers of in-laws that even I'd never known existed.
 Ah yeah. Bit of family folklore there: the time we rented a house in my dad's hometown and the former MrsCR popped over the road to the butchers for some sausages. First time visiting that part of the country, and her with an English accent attracted attention. She was gone nearly four hours; came back with the head spinning after being introduced to everyone else who set foot in the shop, and learnt about cousins and double-great aunts and brothers of in-laws that even I'd never known existed.                                            
 
                                            

 
                                            

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