A sad tale!
I am not the sum total of my tattered alphabetical notebook, which currently lies in the slush of the Wellington tip, but that slice of old technology was a part of me. It must have disappeared when I emptied out the contents of my waste paper bin, congratulating myself for remembering collection day, but forgetting to check the contents. As is so often the case when I congratulate myself, disaster followed.
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