The sex in Lady Chatterley’s Lover was cosmic and wonderful but how soon did it degenerate into Lady Loverley’s Chatter?  I said to Sir Clifford and Sir Clifford said to me and that bitch Mrs Bolton broke a plate and – eeh ah think ah’ll just go out and coop up mi pheasants. 


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