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Thursday, 30 August 2012


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Yes, it's beautiful writing. And the reliability of British gilts hits the modern reader over the head with the bludgeon of nostalgia....

The line I liked was:
"the mirrors beneath the new luggage racks immaculate as though they had reflected very little".

Well, read the book and then take it back and complain that it's old stock/out of date, pass its use-by date, or something. Demand your money back.
Then everybody's happy (except perhaps the bookshop).
And try not to dribble on the book while this is happening.

Madam, I would have you know that I never dribble. Hawk and spit, yes, on occasions!

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