Hannah just wanted some cash for a new computer game, but her first day as a waitress made even an army boot camp seem like a spa day out. Patricia, her manager, was more likely to drink Ribena at a Wine Festival than help anyone. Governor Clive Goldman was sharpest in spotting Hannah’s errors at […]
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Grabbing a latte at Waverley Station on Christmas Eve, I embraced myself for a week of family hell. Straining half a smile at a weary barista at Costa, I uttered “Merry Christmas?” laced with even more venom than an irate King Cobra. Chuckling, she remarked, “Fancy getting let into a secret?” “Anything is better than
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Stress had become extinct as I lounged around in my pyjamas until noon in Weston-Super-Mare. Seeing the Full English breakfast arrive, made me feel even more excited than when I completed Sonic & Knuckles as a kid. The sensation of the greasy sausage touching my lips exceeded any kiss I had ever had, except maybe
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