I’m on the stairs heading down from Peirene HQ to the kitchen. I’m precisely half way. I’ve counted the steps.…
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‘I’m not going!’ the Nymph announces from her desk. It’s quarter to six, Thursday evening. We’ve just started to pack…
‘Oh, I’m fed up!’ the Nymph lifts the piece of paper she is holding in her hands up to the…
‘I might just get a bit tipsy tonight.’ Peirene is standing in front of the fridge eying up the four…
‘I’ve worked out our diet plan for the next days,’ Peirene announces. We are sitting in a café in the…
‘Ooh, we really are leading exciting lives.’ Peirene is clearly thrilled as the taxi is driving us to Liverpool Station…