Hello faithful friend and reader.
Ah. St Andrews again. Walking up the beach in the moments before I propose to my Significant Other. I know why they call it popping the question now, because here – at this moment – I can feel the pressure of the Big Ask welling up inside me. I am like a bottle of champagne that’s been shaken too vigorously by a winning racing driver.
Nightcap
15 years ago
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