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05/12/2004

Feet... 

As the proud owner of two, fully-functioning, non-bunioned feet that, obviously, smell of roses... I can tell you that a brisk walk is far better than spending valuable time in a gym that smells of feet. (far less divine than mine.)

How is it that gyms always smell of feet? I can detect that unmistakeable aroma the moment I walk in- regardless of how 'posh' the establishment might be.

Forget the diet (at least for today- since I just had a rather generous helping of sticky toffee pudding and custard)Brisk walking is the answer, girls.
Have to admit, I was puffing by the time I got back- but then I live in a house surrounded by hills!

Yes, am returning to the writing cave- so Hi to all of you, who like me, have a 24/7 obsession. Have to sort those characters out...
The couple I'm dealing with at the moment are in extreme need of my attention. He's a lawyer with a body like a god- ( so presumably Lorenzo hasn't found the smelly feet in his gym any deterrent to his stringent work-out programme), and Carly is a lowly junior lawyer with a distinctly unstuffy outlook on life.

There, I've told you their (working/names)names- look out for their story in 2006!!

Love to all,and happy reading and writing everyone!
Susan

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