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On the spot

On the spot. What, asked my Mum, did root actually mean? As awkwardness goes, a question up there with "Where do babies comes from?". Brief pause. "Err… sexual intercourse" I muttered. She laughed. Realising the true significance of my earlier supermarket faux pax. When I’d announced that I’d have root in the kitchen a bit later.

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