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This is the first day of the rest of my life. So why is my hair sticking up like a cockerel?

Louise Rennison

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Louise Rennison
Age: 64 †
Born: 1951
Born: November 11
Died: 2016
Died: February 29
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Unbelievable! I said, What would I be doing walking the streets at night as a stuffed olive- gate-crashing cocktail parties?
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As I have often said, she has two styles of acting: with or without the beard.
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I couldn't believe it. It was unbelievable, that's why. My face was like a frozen fish finger. All rigid and pale. (But obviously not with breadcrumbs on it.)
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He came over and ruffled my hair, which is technically assault. I could get on the blower to ChildLine.
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Vaisey looked like a startled earwig.
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I don't want to be rude to the afflicted but Uncle Eddie is bald in a way which is the baldest I have ever seen.
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This soft grass suggests 'softness' to me, but also at the same time 'lying-down-ness'.
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Dad at breakfast today being very quiet. I notice he is clean shaven. I said to him, Vati, what has happened to the little beaver that used to live on the end of your chin?
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He had everything a dream boy should have. Back, front, sides, Everything. A head.
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