If you follow me on facebook you'll have no doubt noticed I've struck up a bit of a relationship with the checkout lady in my local Co-op - Sabrina she's called. I say a relationship, although it's really just her talking to me about mindless tittle tattle while I frantically pack my bags and try to stop Ida stealing sweets from the counter.
A couple of weeks ago Sabrina informed me she was going to a 30th birthday party that evening (it was a Saturday) even though she's only 21 herself. I couldn't work out if she was proud or...
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