There’s a chap who’s about my age gazing at a notice board at Jewish Book Week just outside the talk I’m queuing for. It’s 12.30pm. Mum’s at the bar so am free to stare at him for a bit. He’s about 6 foot 2, has shaggy dirty blond hair and blue eyes. He’s wearing taupe […]
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“If I go right now, I can stare at that chap again for a bit,” I say to Katerina after I’ve signed for my personal training session in the trainers’ office. “Go for it,” she says, smiling. The Israeli chap, that is: tanned, long blond hair, green eyes, big arm muscles. Have seen him a […]