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My Grandfather used to love Dorset Knobs. We used to stop off at the factory on the way to school to pick up a couple of tins for him. Never toss my 21.8m knob personally!

Your dad kept his knob in a tin?
Intriguing!!![]()
Grandfather, dear -wantneed to borrow my reading glasses???!
Dorset knobs are (or at least were back then!) available in plastic bags or tins.
Father...Grandfather...it IS Devon, so ya never know.![]()
darrrset Ruth , although we can here the banjos from the hill country echoing accross the border
Yes but you just live there....a foreign interloper if you will
Devon that is![]()
Oddly, inbreeding is far more common in inner cities than rural communities these days. Probably not so a couple of hundred years ago when the next village was considered almost foreign! Hurried weddings are also less common now since the social stigma of bastardry is less than once it was. My Father was allegedly a few months premature, although he was a healthy 9lbs or so (born rather fewer than 9 months after his parents married!)
Using your knob as a paintbrush..... fun times in my book, best use water based though eh ;-)