Dear You, The summer was confusing. I missed you and you confessed you still loved me. We nearly met up to see if we could rekindle things. We didn’t meet – thank God. Being friends wasn’t going to happen, was it? At least not yet. And anyway, I was seeing someone (admittedly I wasn’t as…
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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…
