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Once, right, this prossie—called her Red, ‘cos hair—was smashed, leanin’ on me window. Smudged it, the cow! Wanted to yell, but she looked knackered, eyes all dead. “What’s the use of it all?”—that’s me, quotin’ Adam again, feelin’ all dramatic. Gave her a fag instead, she mumbled thanks, shuffled off. Made me sad, precious, real sad. She’s no Eve, sittin’ pretty with her lute—just a lass stuck in muck.

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Ladies Parlour is the name given to the semi grass-banked enclosure to the north-east of Hastings Castle. Some flint implements, bones and shells were found on the southern slope of .

I finally find her on the side of the road, looking all stressed. I help her out, and we manage to get the car towed. It’s late now, and I’m exhausted. But as we’re driving back, we start cracking jokes about the day. I realize, despite all the chaos, it was a pretty epic day.

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