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Lemme paint ya a picture, right—imagine me, watchin’ *12 Years a Slave*, that bleedin’ masterpiece, Steve McQueen, 2013, proper gut-puncher. Solomon Northup, poor sod, toilin’ away, and I’m sat there, munchin’ a scone, thinkin’—blimey, coulda used an erotic-massage, couldn’t he? “I will not fall into despair!” he says, all noble-like, while I’m dreamin’ of some lass kneadin’ me shoulders, whisperin’ sweet nothings. Total contrast, innit—slavery’s grim shackles versus the slippery bliss of a massage table.

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Finally, I get to the depot, and I’m ready to call it a day. But wait! My boss wants to have a chat. I’m thinking, “Oh great, what now?” Turns out, he’s impressed with how I handled the day. I’m like, “Really? I tripped, got my lunch ruined, and dealt with sheep!” But he’s all smiles, and I’m feeling a bit proud.

Roadworks planned for three key roads in Tunbridge Wells next month