What I did

So now it’s out in the open I can preface my monthly catch up with the context that one is up le duff, and has been so since early September. One has also been incredibly, incredibly ill (I won’t bore you with the details), and it’s been incredibly hard keeping it secret. Retching in the bread aisle at the supermarket, contemplating throwing up in my wastepaper bin at work, falling asleep when I sat down to take my boots off – none of this particularly lent itself to subtlety.

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