There was an understated coolness about you. Much to my surprise, you weren’t surrounded by girls or friends. I can’t remember who approached whom, but I do remember laughing a lot and the seductive stares that lasted a fraction too long to account for polite company. We went bar-hopping around my favourite places in Brighton;…
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One Night at The Mandrake
It’s early Sunday afternoon, and we step out onto the pavement, dream-like and elevated. Would I say reborn? No, too pretentious. We inhale the fresh air, take in the bright late-summer sunshine and weave through the London throng towards home. We’ve just emerged from 24 hours at the five-star, luxury, boutique hotel, The Mandrake. First…
