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and so to business…
…and more specifically back to That London, the difference being that I only actually left the place on Saturday afternoon after a slightly surreal birthday break which involved something I have virtually no experience of; that is, staying in a London hotel but leaving the room early in the morning only to come back late at night, brush my teeth…
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the f word…
Forty, that is – happy birthday to me! I am officially beginning my next decade, so yay! And to my blessed relief, I have been assured that this is no reason to start behaving like a grown up; just as well since I still intend to eat Dairylea and Chipsticks and I’ve just booked my next round of horror film…
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and relax…
I post from the cosy corner of my mini-office having spent the last few days starting as I mean to go on, that is to say, with peace and quiet, gentle movements, proper food and as little actual physical or mental exertion as possible outside my favourite yoga (and less favourite Zumba and Body Pump) classes at the gym, along…