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That Time I Nearly Drowned.

Memory is a strange old thing, really…. Taking a ridiculously late walk to Asda my mind wandered off into a familiar territory of guilt in regards to neglecting my blog. The content is all there, ready to be written…. Musings, … Continue reading

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That Time Some Bloke Tried to Groom Me

Fifteen is quite a strange time for anybody, really. You’re in sniffing distance of possible dependency, just a few arduous hurdles to go and then you’re starting a new race in adulthood, but first you’ve got to deal with the … Continue reading

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