‘That’s where I went wrong! Wow, my school days would have been so different if I’d known! All those years, scrambling around on the floor …’ Enough of this. ‘Ian, don’t do that,’ she said sharply. ‘What?’ ‘Slip into your act. You don’t have to, you know.’ He looked hurt, and she regretted her tone, leaning across the table to take his hand. ‘I just don’t think you have to be observing all the time, or riffing or quipping or punning. It’s not improv, Ian, it’s just, you know, talking and listening.’ ‘Sorry, I—’ ‘Oh, it’s not just you, it’s men in general, all of you doing your number all the
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