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Never

Call anywhere but London my home again

Spend an extortionate amount on a meal again

Go to Mikonos again


Resist but might have to accept

Dating again

Visiting the home counties

Listening to the advice of shop assistants

Taking the advice of all my friends - particularly in relation to number 1.






edited because I was so embarrassed by mentioning the cost of said meal...

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I'll never work for scientologists again... They're mad

Never take an internal chinese flight over the himallayas

For a start, Never never live in China again

nor eat their chicken feet

Never agree to going to karaoke in Beijing with my chinese friends...so embarassing....



PS:Alan, don't say never to India... :)

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Can?t think of anything I can firmly say that I will never do again but I will actively avoid doing the following again:


Ikea

That tea room on LL

A night out in Clapham

A night out in the West End

A night out in Shoreditch

MacDonald?s

The Bishop

Borough market

The No.12 bus at rush hour

Going to South Africa via Kenya

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Peckhamgatecrasher Wrote:

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> I flew with a friend to the Scilly Isles in a

> Robin. Scared the life out of me, especially as St

> Mary's strip is so short the engine has to be cut

> (or whatever it is those Biggles types do) well

> out over the rocks. Every thermal is felt in a

> small plane.



you want to try flying to alderney, never a fucking gain, i seriously considered returning via the boat to mainland france and catching a eurostar.

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