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May 31, 2012

Natalie Audley

Right – I have no expectations that my girlfriends will read this but if they do, I apologise for liberally dipping into our love-lives.

What I actually wanted to write about, or rather begin with was this, a friend of mine was discussing her ideal guy. (Why? I have no idea, it seems like a subject we all circle back to, with frightening regularity. ‘We’ in this instance refers chiefly to my friends and I, although I guess you can see the implications in the wider world – music, film, art… basically culture, we are all just a bit too obsessed with love and sex.)

Anyway my lovelorn friend told about her ideal guy – her ‘prince charming’. Aussie. Tall. Sexy. Older. Funny. Didn’t have a stupid name. And the best bit of all, he actually existed. She’d gone drinking with him and their mates. All pretty perfect.

Accept he…

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