AnchorIt took twenty horses to lug methrough the shipyardon the back of a cartlike a fifteen-and-a-half tonpantomime dame. My spitting image was weighedon the other side of the bow: two fat men in drag; we felt as though no-one could ever bring us down.
Natalie Scott
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