- A folder, accidentally abandoned, speedily retrieved.
- Waking up, curled in a big white bed to views of a sunlit Covent Garden, followed by a half hour stroll to the office, coffee in hand. The perfect commute.
- Smirking at the disapproving men in a poorly-chosen pub, and then gleefully exacerbating the situation.
- Perfect timing.
- Cherry red DMs.
Thursday 5 March 2009
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