The transit van man

On the eve of Halloween I thought this post from a little while ago may fit; an awkward encounter at a fancy dress party. It wasn’t one of my proudest moments (but then how many proud moments do normal people actually have in their lives?), but I cannot pretend it didn’t happen. Here I was,

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The transit van man

It wasn’t one of my proudest moments (but then how many proud moments do normal people actually have in their lives?), but I cannot pretend it didn’t happen. Here I was, standing in the back of a transit van, knickers and fishnet tights around one ankle and removed altogether from the other leg, wearing a

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