It’s got to be, ee-ee-ee-ee, imperfect

30May07

Terri turns up, tells me where I put the key, in my wallet where i wouldn’t lose it. women notice these things. i offer her dinner to make up for my stupidity. Fantastic three-course meal in [name of Restaurant] washed down with a carafe of Vacqueyras. And then another…
I wake up early as ever. A [...]

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