It is a sad state of affairs to be running around Hampstead Heath, holding a cash box, asking strangers if they’ve seen my ex-girlfriend.
“Maybe getting an STI would be a good anecdote.”
“I was attending a place called Bartlett’s Boarding School for Boys and Girl. It was an all-boys school that allowed one girl to attend.”
Sharpen your knives and tuck that napkin in your blouse as this appetite is going to get whet!