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Yesterday I promised I’d tell you about the trip, and more specifically about the name. So pull up a chair (there’s room in the Smut Hut) and let me introduce you to Sisters on Ice. On paper it’s simple. Three women, eight days, one very big country, three hockey games and a quantity of snow…
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So. If you’ve been wondering where I disappeared to these last few days, the short answer is “everywhere except near a decent internet connection.” The long answer is this blog post, and I apologise in advance, because you all know by now that I have never once told a short story when a long one…
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I know what the score was. I can tell you who scored, which period, how many shots on goal, and the exact moment the commentator’s voice went up an octave because something had happened on the left wing that I was, frankly, still trying to locate. What I can’t tell you is what it smells…
