Time on Jersey falls away like change through the hole in my jeans pocket. It’s easy to forget that its passing until you look back and see all the money you’ve lost. In this leg shaking, coin scattering year, April and May are the feeling you get as you stand making small chat with your not-altogether-unattractive neighbour and receive that sudden, cold, momentarily baffling (and yet strangely intriguing…) feeling that accompanies your coins fall into the trouser leg abyss. Concentrating on maintaining a grasp on the conversation whilst guiding said coin to the sanctity of ones shoe with a combination of cunningly disguised leg shakes and trouser hoists can be tricky, but I assure you, it can be successfully achieved. The key is not to attempt aforementioned manoeuvre with one’s hands in ones pockets. This kind
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