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The fact that I love picnics so much must surely have something to do with my Mum, who would regularly slap some Marmite on a roll and take my sister and I out to Isabella Plantation to swing on the … Continue reading
“That’s right,” said the man in front of us in the line for the tills in Selfridges. “A Buckingham Palace jelly mold”.
Concerned by the empirical evidence in her date planner that she had not had sex for 177 days, and feeling rather bleak about the prospects of getting any, any time soon, Sara did something rather out of character; she agreed … Continue reading