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I’m Quite Embarrassed Now

This week I called the boiler people out because my radiators weren’t coming on and I had no hot water.

The man arrived to fix it and spent about twenty minutes banging around in the kitchen before he called me through and we had the following conversation.

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Scar Stories, Travel

A Novel Sunday

I wake up. It is still dark outside, but it’s never really dark in my London bedroom, with its double windows surrounding the space. Rolling over, I see that the cat has jumped onto my chair and I mumble at her incoherently: ‘smychairgeroff.

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