I smell of dust, old books and bluebells. gosh. : comments.
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Too cool for subject
Must admit I loathed Georgy Girl, whose message I took to be "never mind if you're a plain girl, obviously you can't expect to end up with a fanciable young man, but you can have an old codger and someone else's child, which is all you're really entitled to by way of happiness." Dammit, they could have given her a career instead!