Happyish. Well, happyish isn't so bad.''It's the most we can hope for.
David Nicholls
Source: Wikipedia
My wife, Alex rides him every day and has always said he's a good horse
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He's had quite a hard season for a young horse so maybe we'll see him next year, or maybe we'll see him at the back end of this year
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We'll play it by ear. He's in good form himself so we'll just have to see on a weekly basis.
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I don't think this is really his trip as he would probably prefer six furlongs but he was given a great ride by Adrian -- if he'd gone round them then he wouldn't have won.
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It would be inappropiate, undignified, at 38, to conduct friendships or love affairs with the ardour or intensity of a 22 year old. Falling in love like that? Writing poetry? Crying at pop songs? Dragging people into photobooths? Taking a whole day to make a compilation tape? Asking people if they wanted to share your bed, just for company? If you quoted Bob Dylan or TS Eliot or, god forbid, Brecht at someone these days they would smile politely and step quietly backwards, and who would blame them? Ridiculous, at 38, to expect a song or book or film to change your life.
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Brian: I love booksProf. Morrison: The contents of books, or just owning a whole load of books?
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A moment passed, perhaps half a second when their faces said what they felt, and then Emma was smiling, laughing, her arms around his neck.
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If you're my friend I should be able to talk to you but I can't, and if I can't talk to you, well, what is the point of you? Of us?
Maybe we've grown out of each other.
I'm just not prepared to be treated like this anymore.''Treated like what?'She sighed, and it was a moment before she spoke. 'Like you always want to be somewhere else, with someone else.
No, friends were like clothes: fine while they lasted but eventually they wore thin or you grew out of them.
Their friendship was like a wilted bunch of flowers that she insisted on topping up with water. Why not let it die instead? It was unrealistic to expect a friendship to last forever
Dexter, I love you so much. So, so much, and I probably always will.' Her lips touched his cheek. 'I just don't like you anymore. I'm sorry.
Okay, well I think the programme is like being screamed at for an hour by a drunk with a strobe-light, but like I said--
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