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When Peaches and I get tired of the Big Town -- tired of its noises and hullabaloo; tired of being tagged by taxis as we cross a street; tired of watching grocers and butchers hoisting higher the highest cost of living -- that's our cue to grab a choo-choo and breeze out to Uncle Peter Grant's farm and bungalow in the wilds of Westchester, which he calls Troolyrooral.
Just to even matters up Uncle Peter and his wife visit us from time to time in our amateur apartment in the Big Town.