Work with some men is as besetting a sin as idleness.
People, I just want to say, can we all get along? Can we get along?
Every week, I heave open a supermarket skip and find therein a more exotic shopping list of items than I could possibly have invented - Belgian chocolates, ripe bananas, almond croissants, stone-ground raisin bread - often so much it would have fed a hundred people.
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