The cake is baked, the bubbles chilled, the rings polished, the shoes deodorised, the ties windsored, the nails trimmed… could only mean one thing – and no, not a court appearance. A wedding.
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one fellow's political coverage, music ramblings and general hijinks across decades under a range of guises at several locations often in a state of awe.
Sweet Sue! Look at those twinkly blue eyes.
Sue!! I finally found you! My email was hijacked years ago & I was unable to retrieve my contacts. I’ve been looking for you ever since. You look amazing!! Please contact me. I miss you!
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