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Perhaps in the interests of strict accuracy I should add that I turned up in her flat at 3:30 AM having scaled the scaffolding outside and climbed through a window.


In my mind, a Romeo and Julietian-style romantic act.

In Thelma's, a drunken Norman Wisdomesque act of the utmost idiocy.


I wonder who's kissing her now?

RosieH Wrote:

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> Oh my god, HonaB, you're a closet psychopath. I

> wouldn't have dumped you, I would have hit you on

> the head with a frying pan and called the police.


See what I mean about different interpretations, I was thinking Romeo & Juliet you'd have taken the Andy & Florrie Capp route.

Heh, I didn't think it was. But I'm not sure I would have waited to ascertain the identity of my gentleman caller taking this unorthodox method of gaining entry to my bedroom at 3 in the morning before offing him with a sturdy piece of kitchen hardware.


Think it through man...!

Thought was the last thing on my mind, Rosie.

Let's just say this was a very long time and several stone ago and today I would carefully risk assess the impact of intruding on my squeeze in this fashion.

I would almost certainly take into account the emotional effect on said squeeze and the danger in which I was placing myself and the legal ramifications.


I think it highly unlikely I'd take the same course of action, so you see what a reformed mature character I have become, a wiser head now sits atop these shoulders and I have put aside childish things.


And I got myself comprehensively dumped, and I really liked her too, so really who was the victim in all this?


I mean, really?

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