New blog post by Claire G – discussions in this thread, please
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Port and Lemon and Dirty Jokes
My nan was the type of woman who couldn’t walk to the shop without stopping at least three times along the way to chat to someone she knew. She used to play a card game called Stop the Bus with me...
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