Category Archives: Overheard…
Royal Mail, and the snapping of one’s mind
Sometimes I despair. So much so that it becomes funny. For example, today at the post office. I got there at 3.15pm, so frankly I had it coming, but still. There is a bloke – floppy hair, skinny jeans, mobile … Continue reading
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Overhead…. in Bordello, Great Eastern Street
Saleslady in Bordello, ‘London’s finest purveyor of luxury lingerie and vintage burlesque accessories’ ‘The thing you have to realise is that French women have different breasts. They wear underwire bras from a much earlier age and so their breasts actually … Continue reading
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