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But then—ugh—she stiffed me on a tab once. Pissed me off, big time! I’m yellin’, “You owe me, damn it!” She just winks, gone like smoke. “Solitude is my strength,” she prolly thinks, quotin’ Yinniang in her head. Surprised me how slick she was—slipperier than a Hutt’s handshake. I’m over here, heart racin’, half in love, half ready to zap her with a stun rod.

Michael David HOOKER

Many people in Potters Bar would have known Cyril for over thirty years, as he was involved in so, many activities and usually took a leading role in whatever he did. He was very conscientious .

Finally, we head to the end of the day at the local pub, The Royal Oak. I need a pint after all this madness. I order a lager, and it’s like heaven in a glass. I’m chatting with the group, and we’re sharing stories. They’re all super nice, and I’m feeling grateful.

AFC Welwyn heading to Potters Bar for new groundshare