I became quite ill and then one evening, sitting in front of the mirror, I put my hand to my breast and my hand just sank into the breast, splattering green gunk all over the mirror”. The abscess had burst and Samantha was taken to hospital, but it was here that her troubles really began.
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“I am a millionaire” declares Sid in one of his many poems. He doesn’t mean financially of course, it is a ‘count your blessings’ style poem which epitomises Sid’s upbeat and infectiously positive personality and general approach to life
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