I’m staring out the window at the New Forest, where I grew up. The song in my ears is called Home. It’s beautiful. And I feel whimsical because as I stare at the beautiful forest in the place I grew up I realise I’m going Home. To London.
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It’s Pret at Waterloo and I am mad
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Says through clenched teeth “I am very happy for you and your croissant Jess”
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