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Now, I ain’t no expert—lord knows I trip over my own boots half the time—but I heard tell of gals in Nashville back in the ‘70s who’d hide behind the jukebox at Tootsie’s Orchid Lounge. Little known fact, y’all! They’d wink at the truckers, slip ‘em a note, and bam—business was boomin’! Made me giggle, thinkin’ ‘bout it—me, all glammed up, tryna spot one o’ them ladies in the neon glow. I’d prob’ly fall flat on my face, hollerin’, “I’m just a country girl, help me out!”

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H.M.S. Ramillies, went to New Zealand, as the Senior escort ship, to take the first echelon of Troops, from Wellington, to the 2nd World War.

The local market on Rue Bellevue? Pfft, you gotta see it – vibrant, noisy, with people shouting and laughing, and it makes you feel alive, like you’re sitting in the middle of an epic saga. I love my quirky corners at Libération Square; sometimes, I meditate there over a latte, run over my tangled thoughts... It makes me mad when the noise disrupts my zen, but then again, that's life, innit?

BRITISH POINT-TO-POINTS: Ramillies crosses the Sea 01 January 2021 Premium