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Preservation of the Soul

Because the only bits you have ever seen of JaG are her boots and her boobs, here's what happened when we met up in London. I hope I have preserved her anonymity to an acceptable level.  At least no-one can distinguish us apart... more

Previous blog entries:
Apr 15	-	Belated Easter Weekend.
Mar 27	-	Another rung
Mar 23	-	Evil disease & a rant about Great Britain