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her but said nothing. I just listened to the bad pick-up lines that came her way from all the ex-public schoolboy journalists. “What’s the biggest story you’ve broken?” I questioned one of the aforementioned journos. “Am not an investigative journalist. I write up,” He checked himself and readjusted his oversized tie. “I keep people informed of developments within the industry am writing about. What do you do? Teach?” He snarled. “No.” I answered and downed my whiskey. Just as he picked up his drinks and turned to leave I decided I could find some fun at the drab event after all. “So you write up press releases?” This was before Twitter but am sure if it happened now I’d ask his handle and followed him immediately for all his earth shattering insight. “More than that.” “What then?” He turned back around placed his drinks down and saddled up next to me. If it was an attempt at intimidation the fields of Eton have something to learn from the streets of Bradford. I just smiled at him. “Last year I won awards in my profession, what did you win?” He shimmed his shoulders like a peacock fanning its feathers. “I won a trip to Poland. What award? A Peabody?” I enquired.
“No. I won the feature writer for Eastern European Development Publications.” I actually fell off my stool laughing. “What the fuck? Then I won the most improved managerial achievement award within my own office and employee of the month the last six weeks.” I hailed the barmaid for another drink while the award winning journalist stomped off to another round of back slapping and jolly-ho’s. I got my drink and felt revitalised enough to start mingling. I met a lot of boring people but I had never been in a room with so many aspiring writers who weren’t actually writing. I heard tons of bad plots, woes of writers block which I always countered with, ‘Wayne Rooney never seems to get footballers block’. They’d invariable say that he had off games but miss the point that he still actually played. Writers write bad books, some writers never write a good book but if you can’t write it isn’t writers block it’s just that you’re not a writer. My favourite example was one of the teachers who babbled on about his story set in Roman times following various leaders and warriors lives. It sounded suspiciously like the BBC and HBO TV show ‘Rome’ but when I mentioned it to the guy he snapped back furiously that he ‘had thought of it first’. That show had already finished two seasons so if he had thought of it first, how the fuck hadn’t he finished his book? I was also quiet sure that you can’t claim to have thought of a story about Rome first. I know there is a Hollywood trend where they like to copy successful
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Royce was whacking away to an escor
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“I love the jaja.” She muffled.
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est of my life and more nervous abo
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A country manager’s job! Wait did
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Every call went the same. I’d dia
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considered staying in bed all day w
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Elly was checking out the make-up i
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“I saw show about them.” She sa
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called it with a wall mounted flat
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I was awoken by Monika banging on t
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me there were mitigating circumstan
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was soup. It didn’t look very edi
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and once I caught a tram I ended up
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Waking up with Elly’s drool was a
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We had watched a movie about vampir
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potato. Everything got mashed toget
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“Yes.” Yes to what nimrod? “I
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I knew this was part of the job and
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The balloon turned out to be a bles
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customer service section. Monika fo
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I had planned a simple test. For ea
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worked. All the things we took for
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was now tugging on his belt and I c
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I rushed down the stairs in a very
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“Ok, bye.” I said to him roundi
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I hoped they had gone shopping or t
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about Elly and what our future held
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him and was glad to see Andy Gray a
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I stood at the bar patiently and by
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“You’re not a scum are you?”
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I realised how much I missed it. I
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closed it must drive their clientel
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The first I recognised as the women
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“Why did you learn the language t
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The wine tasting was a crock of shi
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The Communists were her period and
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“I am happy either way.” I cont
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of her neck, underneath her hair. I
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“Here, here.” I said passing an
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By the looks I guessed not. I looke
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The only problem was that I didn’
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My target was romantic not perfect.
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Elly’s tea and juice. There is no
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massive elaborate practical joke on
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moment to pounce and punch in the l
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It wasn’t a little blob or a pean
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“We always were for me.” I said
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Finally we just got on and sat down
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“A movie? Writers never get any c
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Could I muster a fake smile? I trie
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We exchanged pleasantries between j
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“No, it’s not normal is it? It
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She got very tetchy when I told her
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in England I could use my words to
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I had always liked glacier cherries
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Mum and Gran burst into tears and h
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and that is what probably scared he
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“Are you trying to scare Elly?”
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industrial complex more than a scho
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I was a relaxed, comfortable driver
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You can think it and hell you might
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extremely close to accident. In tim
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enough as was driving on the opposi
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I had been invited to be a speaker
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etter reason, against evolution and
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that I had to piece together over t
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meeting didn’t last very long tho
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Elly had slowly learnt to cook and
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“Here you are love, don’t forge
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What did that mean? Oh yeah that me
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“What about Poland?” I tried to
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We shook hands and I returned home,
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