I’m currently on the train. There’s nothing quite so satisfying as listening to a very happy child grinding her mother’s brain into a fine paste by telling a constant high pitched stream of near identical jokes and demanding not only rapt attention, but also genuine mirth. All of the jokes are along the lines of…

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Things I did before I was 37. Hello. This might look at first glance to be one of those “swim with mountains and climb a dolphin” sort of list. It isn’t. Don’t worry.   It isn’t one of those lists for two reasons. 1 – I find them bossy, impossible to emulate and slanted to…

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