Thomas and Larkin Revisited

Many thanks to Johann for sending me this cartoon which brings together both my earlier posts 'Adelstrop' and 'The Whitsun Weddings'.

Very funny and very spooky at the same time....




And for completeness...




Thanks Johann!!

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