Last of the Summer Wine

Hey Up, Cleggy. All these years tha's never had a letter from me. Anyway here's one for you and truly, who's probably breathing over your shoulder. If tha's reading this, it means I'm dead, despite what they said about me at school, never getting anywhere. I told Nora about clearing out my house, but before she does I want you and Truly to pick a bit of something as a souvenir, anything except me ferrets. I want you to do me a favour Cleggy. I want you to see me ferrets get a good home. I want you to take them to me old mate,Reggie Answorth, at Throstlnest farm, a ferret lover from way back. I know they'll be alright with Reggie. keep an eye on Nora, she doen't know it yet, but she'll miss me. it was only ever the thickness of a bedroom wall between us, so tell her if I ever get the hang of this haunting larck, and learn how to pass through walls, she'll be in troble. Good luck to both of you. You were good mates. Must close now before they cut me electric of, this one last time. If you're at me funeral, I don't want anyone going home sober. good luck to both of you- Compo's last letter to his mates