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One day Mum saved up for this exciting new thing - a frozen chicken. She cooked it on the Sunday and we… — Carol Vorderman Copy Share Image
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And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm me… And as to… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
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I envied women with signature hair-dos, signature perfumes, signature sign-offs. Novelists who tell Vogue Magazine: “I can’t live without my Smythson notebook,… — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
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