Tag Archives: Dare

I love the snow… which is lucky.

So this was the scene which greeted me as I left the bar (not as late as originally feared) where I was DJing on Tuesday night. (Points if anyone can identify which bar it was from this picture… In fact, … Continue reading

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I have nothing to prove…

…or so I always say, which makes me immune to dares and being called chicken. “Well that’s quite grown up.” you may be thinking, but I’d counter that a real grown-up shouldn’t really be concerned about being dared or called … Continue reading

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