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Before my unexpected trip to Planet Grief, I loved to cook. The merest sniff of a get together and I’d take Jamie, Nigella, Gary, Rick and Gordon to bed with me, along with a pile of fluorescent Post-it notes and start to plan the menu. The duvet flattened by hardbacks, I’d constantly interrupt my husband’s […]
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Hands up how many of you have surfed the Internet searching for something you shouldn’t and stumbled across something you wish you hadn’t? Count me in. I’m not talking about naked ladies posing suggestively with tropical fruit, or the time when needing a picture for a presentation I innocently typed nuts into Google Images and […]
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