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I stay at home and look after the children http://txxx.in.net/ xtxxx  Then we had carried that flame in triumph back to the British embassy. Now it flickered next to me aboard the Custard Comet – the bright yellow BA plane in which we were flying home to Cornwall. I looked at our Olympic flame – a tiny petal of yellow fire in a brass miner’s lamp – and inwardly I trembled. It seemed so vulnerable. I was in seat 2A and the flame was in 2B, and like Hamlet I mused on mortality. 2B or not 2B, eh? What if I sneezed? What if someone soused it with their gin and tonic?
Humberto 2019-09-26 20:06:16

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