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“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” Before we even had the time to settle into summers glowing warmth it was gone, and all too soon autumn was upon us. Yet despite the bite in the air and the darker nights that blanket us, October brings with it a magic...
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Every week I have a ritual whereby I sit in pyjamas, in my bed, with a cup of tea in one hand, my notebook in the other and my laptop in front of me, which, either has the entire Sons of Anarchy playlist on repeat, or is tuned in to classic David Attenborough nature show....
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The day for expressions of love and lust will soon be upon us and as much as I agree with some of the arguments made this week on Semple about Valentine’s Day and its commercial qualities, I have to say that I do enjoy the excuse to feel just a little bit gooey. I love...
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I have said ‘I love you’ three times. I have meant it twice. The first was merely a teenage first time fling, didn’t even last a year kind of love, which had more to do with me feeling like that’s what you are meant to say, rather than anything to do with how I actually...
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Deep down I am a storyteller – I see the world in a cinematic way. Images and words stay with me; seeing a discarded carrier bag caught in the branches of a tree, observing a child who has fallen and in a split second is unsure whether to cry or not. Hearing people’s comments when...
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Twas the night before Paris and it was causing a stress Clothes and shoes everywhere, in a terrible mess Necklaces for jumpsuits, what time is our train? And least we forget the sweets for the plane Nails are painted and eyebrows are plucked Just don’t leave your passport or we are sure to be f****d...
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