Lady McBean


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Once upon a time, through the thick mist that lay like porridge over the glen, an economical plume of smoke rose from the chimney of the local laird’s old family home.  Inside, with a woollen blanket over her lap due to the insufficiency of the fire, Lady McBean sat staring in front of her with a sour look on her face.  Her husband Fingal sat opposite her, knobbly bare knees as white and milky as the insipid tea they were drinking…