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296 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 7, 2018
You can, in London, go for literally years without seeing anyone you know but as soon as you are either somewhere you shouldn’t be, or with someone you shouldn’t be with, it is guaranteed that friends and acquaintances will start to rain down on you like confetti.
“Why don’t you let me have that, I can make sure it’s safe.” I reached for the ring, gently so as not to alarm Meg, but she was too quick for me. Her fist snapped closed around it.
“Oh no you don’t,” she said. “This is mine.” She didn’t go so far as to call it her precious, but there was more than a whiff of Gollum about Meg as she clutched the ring to her chest.
I have never bought anything in Harrods, it’s not really my kind of shop. I was once there with a friend and thought that I might as well buy some teabags. I needed them and it sells them so it seemed a feasible idea. A few moments later and I was standing open mouthed and speechless with shock as an assistant picked out a box of fifteen teabags that cost thirty pounds. That’s two pounds a bag! Sensing that she was on the verge of losing the sale, the assistant tried to justify the price on the basis that the bags themselves were made of cotton. I was still unable to speak, so she went on to tell me the thread count of the cotton out of which the bags were made. It was higher than that of my bed sheets. So, as I say, not my kind of shop.