Published by Billy Mann
I'm originally from Liverpool and worked as a national magazine journalist for more than 30 years before suffering a stroke at age 53. I started blogging as part of a neuro-rehabilitation programme and wrote the very first entries with one finger of my disabled left hand. Later, art became another therapy for me at Headway East London's Submit To Love Studios. I write about my daily activities and encounters. In 1988, I married Jane. We are still together today, sharing our lives and making each other laugh.
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Nuh uh!
He winked at me! I am soooo not a winker! (That’s a lie…I wink a lot…)
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Sorry, Zoe. It was just an exercise in condensation. “Tipped the wink” is an expresion that was quite common back in my courtship days.
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Oooooh xD
I had literally never heard it before 😱
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It is a look of intent more than a real gesture.
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