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Last night we were going out, birthday celebrations tend to do that to you. First time in ages. The plan was to have a pizza with one of the members of the gym. He’s a former British Army Commando, amateur boxer and now amateur bodybuilder. And he’s got loads of charm too. We’d decided to meet up at the restaurant (an old railroad station building converted into the best pizza joint around, they have the best coffee too - love the cappuccino!) after I closed the gym (8 p.m.)



