I can’t tell you why I decided to make Sophie a cold salad on one of the chilliest spring days in recent memory. I knew she would have had to make the hour commute by bus into deepest South East London, where I now live. Firmly out-of-the-way and no longer in my home borough of Lewisham. I knew full well that I had no dining chairs and that we would hav…
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