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Date: 15/06/12

Signed Up

I'm not usually at home at lunchtime on a Friday, but being in the middle of my annual June fortnight off work meant that I was here to answer the front door to a knock.

On opening the door, I found a petite young woman standing there under an enormous umbrella and wearing a jacket advertising a charity. Now I have to admit that my first reaction in such circumstances tends to be one of suspicion, but her accent was absolutely beguiling (Burnley, I discovered later) and she appeared to be such a character that I invited her in.

(Yes, I'm all too well aware of what could be surmised - wrongly - about a middle-aged man inviting a vivacious young woman into his house, thankyouverymuch. But given that I'd extended the favour to a similarly impressive young man just over a year ago, I might as well be mistaken for an equal-opportunities perv).

Anyway, we chatted for quite some time about each other, and she told me that she was hoping to hear her degree results shortly. I was sufficiently impressed by her personality and her professionalism to sign up to donate to the National Deaf Children's Society:

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If you ever read this Alice, keep on doing what you do, and I hope you get that 2:1.