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The Meeting

I go up to London on the train, looking through my manuscript one last time. The woman[…]

D’oh

I realise, on reading CUCKOO through so that I can remember what I wrote when I go[…]

Wooda farm, Crackington Haven, Heaven on earth.

He Rang!

I have just got back from LA, where I have been with littleson for three weeks to[…]

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