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Carpet bagger

“I’m going to take your carpet”, said Joanne wrapping herself up in the sheepskin in front of the fire and munching happily on some prawn crackers as one of the all day music TV channels played in the background.

Back in the kitchen it was less hedonistic with Richard surfing the Net and Martin and I planning a firework night.

Odd how we ended up with the hard kitchen chairs and she ended up with the soft carpet….

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