Lonely Hearts Club Sunday

Lonely Hearts Club Sunday

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Sunday Special: I’m giving you a two hearts for the column space of one deal. Because I’m a kind, generous soul who only wants the best for you all. You’re welcome.

    “My first, my last, my everything and the answer to all my dreams”.

    Barry White may have written this song in 1974, but Miss Reid (yes, I’ve started referring to myself in the third person because Miss Reid is rather tired) feels that the Walrus of Love was singing about this eligible young man. Through time and space, yes. It is definitely possible.

    Mister H is a tall, cool and refreshing glass of gin and elderflower. With a slice of cucumber. Because this chap is a class act. He is witty, wonderful, wise and can help you reach the top shelf if needs be. He is looking for a smooth, deep voiced Love Walrus of his own. Someone who can make the ground shake beneath Mister H’s feet just by humming.

    Our second love seeking missile is Mister S. He is a little bundle of canine charm and charisma. Mister S is looking for a lady to his tramp. If you enjoy walks on the beach, doggy treats and tail wagging, get in touch. PS, this is a real dog. Not a guy wearing a PVC tail. Not one of those guys from that Channel 4 documentary. You know the one. 

    My sweet darlings, it’s been a pleasure. Be good. 

All my love, Miss Reid. x x x

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