Tag: Sam Wilson-Spath
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Let’s hear it, live & loud, for the good old-fashioned phone date
Let’s consider the alternative: a string of WhatsApps that would have taken hours of back and forths to communicate the kind of things we were sharing, and a number of emoticons and gifs which didn’t quite capture the nuances we could achieve with our voices.
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Why I’m giving up trying to cycle my way to success
‘Oh good!’ said our trail-biking manager. ‘Imagine? Someone who can’t ride a bike!’ ‘Ha, imagine,’ I said with a nervous laugh. ‘How pathetic?’
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Keep Your Hands Off My Christmas Tree!
‘What? That’s my tree! Hold it right there, you monster!’ I shrieked at him. ‘What kind of man gives away his woman’s Christmas tree?’
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Why I Married a German, For Better or Wurst
When I first met Andreas at university, he didn’t seem very German. I knew he had a surname no one could pronounce, but he had worked hard on losing his accent and didn’t speak that much anyway.
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Why I’m So Happy to be Home Alone in My Faraway Tree
I had no idea I was going to love my tree platform so much, but I do. It’s my refuge, my calm-down spot, my ideas hub, my gratitude place and a good hidey hole, all in one.