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Usage examples of clapton.

Tuesday morning till Sunday night, when the coffin containing the precious remains of our Army Mother lay at the Congress Hall, Clapton, and when more than fifty thousand people came to have a last look at her dear face.

Then she made a conscious effort to let the Eric Clapton song on the radio soothe her nerves, telling herself there was a good chance Riohie, who was coming from College Park, would be late, too.

Do you go to, like, Eric Clapton concerts with your own fucking guitar?

At first he practised assiduously whenever his parents were out, trying to emulate Eric Clapton, but his initial enthusiasm wore off after a couple of months.

Selena put a selection of Clapton CDs on the carousel, checked the time, and settled on the couch with a book until it was eleven o'clock on the West Coast.

Selena worried about calling herself Layla - it sounded so feminine - but she'd explained early on about being a Clapton fan and told them that was all the aka meant.

To try for a change of pace, she put on a CD, Santana rather than Clapton just to break her own usual pattern.

I found an old fellow out at Clapton who'd been cashier in the office with Coole - remembered him as a hard fellow desperate keen to get on - didn't know much of his private life, but he had no idea of any wife about.

I'm not ashamed to say that I earwigged the conversation and this is roughly what I heard, starting with Erskine-Brown saying how glad he was to find Miss Clapton alone.

I have already told you about Miss Dorothy, generally known as Dot, Clapton, who was now installed behind the typewriter in the clerk's room, getting on with her job while turning the head of Claude Erskine-Brown, a part of his body which, at the sight of any reasonably attractive young woman, spins round like a teetotum.

And, third, the Pythagorean theorem, which is really just an astute amalgam of the first two shortcuts and about as attributable to Pythagoras as soul is to Eric Clapton.

Coming up Fleet Street I saw our new secretary, Miss Dot Clapton, coming out of the Take-aBreak sandwich bar with her lunch in a paper bag.