She sold sea shells by the seashore, primarily a small venture. But business was swift. Now she manages a large chain; ShellMart. Demand outstrips supply. People don’t care where the shells come from. We’re in a world where hermit crabs use plastic yoghurt pots as homes
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Mary, Mary, Very Contrary
“How does your garden grow, Mary?” “Oh, not so good these days. Kids stole the silver bells, smashed the cockle shells; and when Jack died, the council cut down the beanstalk.” “Isn’t that a different nursery rhyme?” (Sigh) “Oh, I don’t know. It’s difficult to keep up at my age”
