August 29, 2010
It’s nearly over. But oh what halcyon times we Londoners had. ie. The single, sane, drink fuelled, non child carrying versions, of course. Not the 4×4, child dropping off at small private school (in my road Goddamit), discussing the nanny and the new kitchen layout ones. They’ve gone: To Puglia or Greece or the Northern part of […]
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August 24, 2010
Are you a stressed-out, slightly weepy, middle-aged mother-of-three with low self-esteem, a sludge-coloured wardrobe, who hyperventilates every time you visit Marks & Spencer or Kew? Do you harbour a secret desire to have sassy gay men pour you into a cheap tea dress, accessorise you to within an inch of your life, and then throw […]
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