Surrender your weapon

“Baby, it’s cold outside,” sings Tom Jones in his throaty, soulful tones to a rather breathless Cerys Matthews as they flirt and tease through the classic song. Perhaps my song choice is a little out of kilter with the August humidity, but I am not here to here to discuss the weather – that would

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Surrender your weapon

“Baby, it’s cold outside,” sings Tom Jones in his throaty, soulful tones to a rather breathless Cerys Matthews as they flirt and tease through the classic song. And it certainly is a touch chilly for this time of year, but I am not here to discuss the weather – that would only disappoint you. But

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Surrender your weapon

“Baby, it’s cold outside,” sings Tom Jones in his throaty, soulful tones to a rather breathless Cerys Matthews as they flirt and tease through the classic song. And it certainly is a touch chilly, but I am not here to discuss the weather – that would only disappoint you. But Tom Jones does lead me

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