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“There is a time for the evening under starlight/A time for the evening under lamplight/(The evening with the photograph album)/Love is most nearly itself/When here and now cease to matter”
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First iced coffee for over a year plus an absolutely massive piece of Victoria sponge in the Green Room at Hall for Cornwall. Used to be a regular haunt when I lived in Truro.
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How lovely! I think I’d really enjoy working with young kids.
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My mum was wonderful and very kind. So was my dad. I was lucky with my parents.
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I hate this. We usually pay straight away upon receipt of invoice.
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Hello Zeesa!
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I think it’s testament to how cool my mum was that she didn’t turn a hair when my mate Donna showed up at our front door at 11pm with two full-on punk lads, asking if she could stay the night bc she’d had a row with her parents. (I’d met the boys before, they’d once walked me home after a party.)
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I didn’t ask. It’s the branch line and there’s only one train so possibly not. She said she worked in the restaurant trade for over 20 years and then decided to retrain(!). Said she loves the job.
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I love seeing the old ads. I did watch DLB when it was on BBC2 some years back but you don’t get the same feeling as from an old VHS.
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Mine fall down because I need to do *more* exercise. I refuse to buy a Bigger Size though.
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Oh that’s an excellent dream!
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That nobody really wants to hear something off the album you haven’t released yet, and probably won’t want to until it’s the album *before* the “new”one.
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I spent a fair bit of time working with very high level computer programmers. They were always amused by non-programmers insisting that the computer was always right, because they knew very well that it wasn’t.
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Happy birthday Chloe! 💐
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I don’t know what that is..?
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I eat so much bread my DNA is probably 30% yeast.
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I do really like Bristol. I did think about moving there but found it would cost more than going back to London. But it’s a great place.
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Tell me about it. Until about 20 minutes ago I thought it was Tuesday.
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Sorry. My memory fails me sometimes.
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My sleuthing revealed Queen’s Gate Mews off Gloucester Road. And interestingly it is now a veterinary surgery called Kynance, which suggests a connection with Cornwall (the sign for the boutique is Camelot).
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We had one of those in the house I lived in back in the early 90s (I can’t recall what became of him, I think he didn’t survive a ceiling leak.)
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I think I’d prefer that
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Carpet Diem
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I feel this subject has touched a nerve with many people.
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I think it’s an excellent plan
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Yes, I thought of that too! They are everywhere
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Oh dear…
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You just pile it on, don’t you?
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Oh I’ve been there. It’s never the actual songwriter, it’s always someone who thinks they *should* be.
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I would visit that
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That’s the way to do it. (And it usually is a guy. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a woman do it.)
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I remember David Crosby saying that in an interview. “Joni was better than all of us, we all knew that.”