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Travel Horrors: Being In Love

1984 and the Textiliste and I married. That’s officially long ago. We’ve done the 30 years – pearls apparently – and rubies beckon. They’ll be cake and stuff and hopefully no travel. Big events and travel don’t combine well when … Continue reading

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