Ada's father thought a lot o' me, I tell yer.

That was afore 'e took ter drink.

I was 'is first love, as the sayin' is, but beer was 'is second.

'E was a good 'usbind ter me wot time 'e could spare from the drink, an' I buried 'im out of this very 'ouse, w'en Ada could just walk.

I often think life's a bloomin' fraud, Joe, w'ichever way yer look at it.