Tuesday, March 20, 2007

On the edge, Irish and hot and cold.

1. The persistent rumour that Angostura Bitters is poisonous gives me a reputation for dangerous living among some of my colleagues.

2. The barman has finished serving us, and as we go back to the table, Ellie whispers to me 'God I love his accent.'

3. Sharing a pudding of warm brownie, hot chocolate sauce and icecream.
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Tarry, rolling back and one last taste.

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