‘There’s more wisdom buried under these slabs than you’ll find in any book, lad.’ He sighed and added, ‘It’s been the same old story – since the dawn of time.’ With that, he looked at me, tapped his pipe once more, patted the headstone, and grinned at me. ‘Don’t worry, lad. My old granddad enjoyed the smell of a good tobacco.’
From; "A Likely Tale Lad" by Mike Pannett
Mostly Yorkshire rural police tales, I have read all his books and enjoyed each, and his writing is getting better with each one.
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