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Olympic ticketing
“Billygean,” MindReader says as I walk into DoctorSister’s living room carrying a scone and a cup of coffee. “Mmm?” I say, settling down next to him in my pyjamas. “Put this password into this...
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Sunday night bewilderment
“‘Is it worth travelling from Southern Spain to Morocco for a day?”‘ I read aloud from the internet. MindReader crosses his legs. “And is it?” “Hm, I don’t know,” I say. “He says, ‘It is quite a lot...
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Lawyers do car explosions
MindReader and I are zipping along the motorway. The sun isn’t quite shining, but it’s not grey and raining either. I put my feet up on the dashboard. We’re on our way to MindReader’s 30th birthday...
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I do things which do not make any sense
“I’ve found one, it’s perfect, it’s ready to book,” I said to MindReader the minute he got back from swimming. We are not, it turns out, very good at holiday decision-making. We decided to go to...
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30 years of memories
Full disclosure: I got the idea from here. For MindReader’s 30th, I asked all of his friends (and some people he’s barely in touch with anymore) and family to jot down a memory of him. Most sent them...
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Two peas in a pod
“God, these are weird,” I say, holding up a mange tout. “They’re peas,” MindReader says, pointing to the neat row of green dots. “Peas in a pod.” “Two peas in a pod. That’s something people say.”...
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Hypochondriac plus lawyer equals video footage logic
MindReader appears in the spare bedroom in his boxer shorts, squinting. “What are you doing?” “Nothing,” I say, putting the mirror down. What time is it?” “After midnight.” “Seriously…” “You’ll think...
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Perhaps a psychiatrist
“Let’s see it then,” MindReader says, walking into the bedroom in a strange combination of his suit and a hoody. He’s been to the football. I’m watching Jonathan Ross on the iPlayer in bed while Benny...
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The Billygeans Before
“You know Mike will be at my friend’s wedding in October?” I say to BestFriend. “Yes,” she says, her blue-grey eyes serious over tea. It’s snowing outside, tiny, fast-moving flakes. “Well, it turns out...
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On broken spines, cont.
“You haven’t blogged much lately,” OldHousemate says to me. We are at other OldHousemate’s wedding. She looks absolutely beautiful, and so grown up throwing a seamless wedding party. A crisp breeze...
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