Whilst spending the weekend with Dr Slim Paul Carbuncle and the Swedish Librarian, on retiring for the night Gobby could hardly squeeze into the spare bed as most of it was already taken up by a saggy old cloth cat,
Welcome to the inconceivably mundane lives of a group of social misfits thrown together in the godforsaken potato shire by circumstance, necessity and previous errors of judgment in life. Be aware that every episode of Barton Lives, worryingly, genuinely did occur. Just about.
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