One Man in a Tractor

The immortal JK Jerome once wrote:

‘You can never rouse Harris. There is no poetry about Harris – no wild yearning for the unattainable. Harris never “weeps, he knows not why.” If Harris’s eyes fill with tears, you can bet it is because Harris has been eating raw onions, or has put too much Worcester over his chop.’

I am married to Harris.

Is anyone else married to Harris?

 PS. Honesty compels me to add that John indignantly repudiates my opinion of his Harris-ness, and claims to think many deep thoughts.

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