On Friday night I felt a bit like the starving orphan staring in through the bakery window. As the bus paused at the traffic lights I could see right into a swanky pub. Everyone was laughing and drinking and having a good time and I felt a bit deprived. Then I realised that if I had gone in I'd be really smegging bored. Why? Well
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