Guess who your correspondent bumped into at Barbican Station earlier today? I will give you a clue. She used to have a friend called Randy Panda, in addition to almost being bumped into, she’s got a bump up her jumper. Yes, you guessed it. Bristols Spice was en route to work in Old Street in her rather striking spectacles as pictured above, whilst I was off to an unfashionably early lunch, and within seconds of our meeting, her coat was off and I was “stroking her womb”, which I know Comrade Ralli found to be a particularly pleasant part of the incubation process. All things considered, Buuuuuud seemed (and looked) very well, although she finds the commuting tiring. The stresses and strains of responsibility, no doubt. Not to mention the impending motherhood.
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