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Sweet Sorrow

The Curly Wurly, thin in its wrapper, looked pliant and chewy, just like a real one. The Turkish delight, made in felt, had the flaccid appearance of the actual chocolate bar. The Sherbet dip’s stem stood at exactly the right length, and the … Continue reading

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No halt for the lame?

My knees are the subject of unprecedented scrutiny, on both sides of the Atlantic. I have had to raise my hemline for two orthopaedic specialists in the last couple of weeks, for,if I am to be a volunteer in Armenia … Continue reading

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