If there’s ever a good way to start a newsletter, it’s seething with rage. This week, one simple text reminded me exactly what is meant by the phrase ‘Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.’ But before I explain that, context is required.
Back in February, I was in a pub in Camberwell, south east London, for my best friend’s housewarming/sister’s birthd…
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