There is no doubt that a handful of colours have certain nondetachable feelings associated them, and one in particular is without argument feminine.

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For the first few years at primary school (at my one anyway), we had these book bags which hung around the back of our chair. It was where we stored our books, and pens, but also allowed quick and easy transportation of school-gear to-and-from our school bags.

I had just turned five, just started to get addicted to LEGO, and it was my first week at school. Within that first week, I was taken into a room at the back of the classrooms. No I wasn’t in trouble, nor was I to be beaten to death; it was to choose my very own book bag!

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So I recently went to the dentist, that went fine, till near the end when my stomach started to churn.

I needed to go poos and quick! Fortunately, my super-toilet-resistance skills prevailed and I was able to keep the untimely wave of waste in. And so, I left the dentist in an epic hunt for a toilet.

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It’s horrible when a client doesn’t know how to pronounce your website’s address.

I must under-go rebranding as too many people mis-pronounce my website’s stupid name. It’s ‘be-three-en’ dammit, not ‘Brethren’ – which has been what most my clients have been calling it.

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