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      <title>In retrospect..... everything.</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;When I was younger, I secretly believed my mother could fly. To be honest, those heels could delude anyone into believing they could - add a full flowing &lt;em&gt;boubou&lt;/em&gt; and you had a superman woman right there, complete with boots and a cape! She certainly was not ultra light – all us kids, and her aversion to wastage in any and every form meant she was always only just under a healthy weight. For all my reading of &lt;em&gt;Essential Biology&lt;/em&gt; I should have known that &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; mothers could not fly; only fairy god mothers could - but the anecdotal evidence seemed to suggest that mine did, for the sheer number of times she caught me pants down – &lt;em&gt;no pun intended.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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