Newsvia Evening Standard
OPINION - I fled London for peace but found my inner slob — now I’m back, smarter and calmer
“Ok, but I’m not going to everybody’s bloody birthday and everybody’s bloody brunch,” I huffed, my begrudging condition on agreeing to move back to London after five years in the wilds of rural Somers
“Ok, but I’m not going to everybody’s bloody birthday and everybody’s bloody brunch,” I huffed, my begrudging condition on agreeing to move back to London after five years in the wilds of rural Somerset. “And it’s only for a year, while we figure out our next move.”
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