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No-one was harmed

when it went off, although

there were plenty of casualties

by the end of the night.


I’m still finding bright sparkly

ruby-red 30s under the sofa

to this day. I ate that much

meat that week it


nearly turned me vegetarian.

I smiled and said: “Sod it,

I bet we won’t do this when

we’re septuagenarians,” and


you agreed with me. My

own birthday limps over

the finishing-line at the

beginning of the new year


and no-one ever goes out.

Latching on to the way

you felt, for a moment I

glimpsed what being born


during the summer months was

all about. After everyone

crashed, I took a knife, sliced,

had my cake and ate it.



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