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No sacred cows

My kids think my move into the garden shed means divorce

28 November 2020

9:00 AM

28 November 2020

9:00 AM

I’ve moved out of my home. No, Caroline and I haven’t broken up. It’s just that we’re having the house rewired, which means we have to be out of our bedroom by 8 a.m. Ordinarily, that wouldn’t matter but about eight months ago I started a blog about lockdown and I’m usually up until 4 a.m.

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