Remember my little teacup, all alone with no saucer. Well much like Stanley I've been searching now for nearly forty years. Now this has not been an aggressive search but more like a pleasant quest. Well Eureka!!! Yesterday afternoon, as is my routine, my volunteer friend and I stopped for tea after our volunteering session and decided to do it at an mall where there was an antique fair. We had browsed at leisure throughout the fair and then on a lonely table in amongst a bunch of other stuff there it sat the saucer for my teacup.
It had waited all these years to reunite with the teacup, and at such a deal. You know at an Antique fair you generally pay way too much money for anything you buy, but my little saucer was only $2.
United at last, just like Stanley and Livingston.
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