An open letter to Lisa Snowdon.
Dear Lisa,
So I’m sitting here on the train back from Kent. It’s late, I’m cold, I’ve had a long day and the snotty teenagers who were making faces at me across the table have only just (finally) gotten off the train. I’m bored, tired, frustrated and I really need to wee. I’m also reading Star magazine (readers – forgive me). And then I come across this gem, from you: … Continue Reading


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