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I had always been led to believe that ageing was a slow and gradual process, the creep of a glacier. Now I realise that it happens in a rush, like snow falling off a roof.

David Nicholls

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David Nicholls
Age: 58
Born: 1966
Born: November 30
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Eastleigh Town
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