I’ve thought long and hard, very long and hard, about the reasons why I went back to Scotland the second time. I was in NZ, with my bairn, had got rid of the lazy slag who was there ostensibly to help me (help herself to the kai more like) with said bairn. I was with my whanau, I felt strong and able to breathe. DM had already returned to the UK, and I …
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