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my grandad was a mason. can't remember him mentioning ruling the world or anything. didn't have much money either.
they did have a hall that had a cheap bar, so all the family round there used it for wedding receptions and parties and such.
they came to his funeral and each did this wee ritual thing at his grave, sweat of my brow blah blah blah and put something in the grave, a leaf or twig or something, can't really remember.
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