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It’s 7.35am. I’m sitting up in bed. My wife is rushing around the room, partly getting ready for work, partly packing for the few days she will be away in Somerset, looking after her sister’s children. I’m ill. Who’s going to look after me? As she turns to leave the room for the last time, she looks around, leans over […]
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‘Hi,’ she says, ‘I’m Melissa.’ She holds out her hand and smiles warmly. ‘Hi,’ I say, ‘I’m Adie.’ I extend my hand also, as I take the seat next to where she has been waiting for me. Scanning the room, I’m feeling a little anxious. What if Francesca is here? What if she sees me with Melissa? Oh […]
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I’m sat in the kitchen at home. There’s an article in The Telegraph: ‘Fifty ways to look younger’. It’s a disappointing read, filled with cosmetic advice and, no doubt, sponsored by the numerous high-street brands featured in it. Still, I’m intrigued by a suggestion that I ought to start wearing tinted moisturiser. Apparently, one appears younger if one’s complexion […]
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Forty kilometres north of Salzburg is the small town of Fucking. Honestly. That’s its name. My wife tells me we’re not going there. Somehow, this doesn’t surprise me. What does surprise me is that, despite its name, the town’s total population comprises of only 104 inhabitants. One of life’s ironies, I suppose. I’m told that the only crime in Fucking is […]
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