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Eight years, which we decided is bronze.  John got me some earrings (not bronze, but very extremely nice), and I haven’t decided what to get him yet.  We already have Lindsey Davis’s Shadows in Bronze and the video of Brassed Off.  We don’t want Bronze Age artefacts, I don’t know where to buy a brass farthing, and he doesn’t want a tin of Brasso.  I can’t afford to whisk him away to a sunshine holiday to get a bronze tan, except that he would only sunburn anyway.  Hmmm.

Anyway, 8 is a lucky number in  China, so that is a good omen.

Edit: John thought he would like cinder toffee instead, so I have bought him almost half a pound from the sweet shop and hidden it in a safe place…

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