I have men in my kitchen. They are doing things, manly things, with hammers and drills. They are very dirty. I want to watch them at it but I think this may be off-putting. They’ve ripped out my oven and hob and sink so I will have to rely on the comfort of a. strangers or b. pot noodles.
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