Dear hearts, what a joy, privilege and honour. I’ve a number of moments in life to be proud of in this rough & pumble life. Ordination in the Church. An actual doctorate for a thing I wrote. Marriage and children. But a thread title here is one to add to the list, and I’ve asked my wife for a small drinks reception later today. I don’t drink alcohol but have put some cold berry tea & lemonade in the fridge ready for what I’m promised will be a delightfully refreshing treat this evening.
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Seriously though; be kind to people, look out for each other, keep pointing out how Jack’s a scammer and not actually helping people, and always, no matter what kind of rush you’re in, rinse your hoops. Toot toot.