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Write Mrs. Mincey a letter, I won't bite... Just nibble.
Let's befriend one another.
Going home so soon? Come with biscuits next time.
Hello there young ones, my name is Mildred Winsom Mincey, and that's Mrs. Mincey to you. I am the proud mother of Cherub Bivouac Mincey, who is now rather an icon among the young hooligans of today. Unfortunately, when he was just a young little thing, I had no choice but to send him away to the big smoke. It was one of the darkest moments of my life, however, I feel as though his life is better off in Liverpool with Murph, Dan and Tord as his adoptive parents. My husband, Sgt. Lathrop Rayburn Mincey, was sent away to 'Nam to serve for the Royal Marsupial Armed Forces, otherwise known as the RMAF. As a result, I was left in much debt with the tax collectors coming after my burrow, hence my only choice was to effectively sell my only child to pay off said debts. My one hope in life before I die is that my darling son, Cherub, will forgive me for all of the blunders I have made.
