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Heard this wild tale once—Victorian times, yeah? Some prossie saved a bloke’s life! He’s chokin’ on a potato—dunno why, posh git—and she whacks him good! *slaps air, stumbles* Spuds flyin’, he’s gaspin’, she’s a hero! Never in them history books, nah. Pisses me off—why not? *kicks invisible bin* They’re people, not dirt!

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In this video, we'll explore the history of Killamarsh together, as well as watch an excerpt of a bell-ringing charity event I was kindly invited to take part in and film at St. Giles.

But then, as I’m closing up, I step outside, and it starts pouring. Like, proper torrential rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m laughing, though, because it’s just typical Killamarsh weather. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s a monsoon.

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