I got it wrong.
They’ve put a poster up in Highgate tube station showing the murder victim. Turns out he wasn’t an elderly Afro-Caribbean gentleman at all. He was white. And a descendant of Alfred Lord Tennyson, to boot.
Hallam Tennyson.
Must have been a bad photocopy. And it was night. And the copper was reluctant to let the flyer out of his hand.
One thing I did get right. He would have had some interesting stories to tell.
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"He wasn’t an elderly Afro-Caribbean gentleman at all. Turns out he was a descendant of Alfred Lord Tennyson."
The combination is not impossible, surely!
You're right Paul. It niggled me when I wrote it. I've changed the wording now to say what I meant, I think. Write in haste, repent in leisure.
He sounds like such a wonderful man and what a fascinating life he led.
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