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The Well of Loneliness (not)
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Your last sentence is the only answer you need.
I think I’ve been in the Sun, when I used to work the North of England, if it’s the same place, do they do guest accomodation?
Never could stand Dickens. Too boring.
I reallymiss English cider, especially the stuff from Bath and beyond. The NZ cider is mostly crap. Reminds me of Diamond White.
I knew it, I knew it, I prophesised it, you and M-A are getting together again for a guilt-shag.
What you do with your black pudding is entirely up to you and the Health and Safety Committee. Just don’t waste such an ambrosial foodstuff.
I agree with Homer. You do. Revel in the freedom while you have it.
Well there’s quite a few Suns of course but this is ours. It’s a great place, a proper old fashioned inn which you can use for almost any social purpose. Great staff, excellent range of drinks.
No-one does cider like the English. Nothing comes close, not even in Normandy or Brittany.
Not really bothered about “freedom". It’s not much of a freedom to not have anyone to muck about with. But in the very short term, I’m going to get my black pudding out and slap in in the pan!
I’m starting to think you’d make a good playmate for daisyfae
i can’t be that unique in my approach to dating/companionship. your last sentence pretty much says it all…
dancecard is momentarily full. nice thought, though…
I found 150 miles to Leicester impossible to sustain… :)
Already said - the last sentence sums up where you are with this
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