68: Late March Took A Turn

Despite my complaints a few posts ago about the desert that was March, it did come up trumps at the last minute. Andre and me met up Monday just gone. As usual my car was our venue, a quite country lane served as our hotel. I really want my flat now. Behaving like naughty teenagers […]

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65: Not An Anniversary

Mike was my Christmas present to myself, surfacing as he did over the Christmas break, nailing each other in a luxury hotel on Christmas Eve. Today is our three month non-anniversary which will of course go unacknowledged because it doesn’t matter in the great scheme of things. But I feel secretly smug given that last […]

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