The carrot at the end of the stick


Even though I knew that I had to knuckle down and do all that horrible domestic stuff, there was a reward waiting for me at the end. It was my light at the end of the tunnel, my pot of gold at the bottom of the rainbow, my carrot on the end of the stick…..

I had been asked to go along and watch the Same-sex Dancesport Championship.


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