TdC
Trem's hunky sex love muffin
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I can remember one holiday in Cornwall (there was only one). I was there with my cousin Simon, two other kids ( I forget the names), his ma and her boyfriend. I remember digging an awesome big hole in the beach, cutting my hand badly on a big rock us kids were playing about with (which for some reason was also awesome: there was blood coolness, and scabs later and I'm a boy so go figure), being forced to eat a marmite sarnie after I'd winged about it forever since I thought it was choccy paste having never heard of marmite before in my life, but mostly I remember it being cold as it was English summer and I grew up in the tropics. Any temperature below 23C is freezing as far as I'm concerned