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Jane Costello PDF Book by Jane Costello | BooksCow
All the Single Ladies. Jane Costello PDF Book by Jane Costello Read Online Free. Read Online or free download All the Single Ladies.
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Jane Costello () pdf book by Jane Costello. Text From All the
All the Single Ladies. Jane Costello PDF Book by Jane Costello Read Online Free. Read Online or free download All the Single Ladies. Jane Costello () pdf book by Jane Costello. Text From All the Single Ladies. Jane Costello PDF. ’ She holds open the huge oak door and takes my proffered wine, glancing at the label. ‘Nice choice – it’ll go brilliantly with the fish.’ I don’t tell her that I only chose that bottle because it had a fiver off at Tesco. The only possible criticism of Julia’s apartment is that the kitchen is small. But it’s an insignificant blemish as the rest of the place is as gorgeous inside as the setting outside, it’s all stripped floors and leaded windows, with interesting paintings and knick-knacks she’s picked up on her tours with the orchestra. Music is at the heart of this home, from the cello, which sits next to the piano, to the floor-to-ceiling CDs. Julia puts on Alison Krauss, before we head through to the kitchen, where I eat olives and watch redundantly as she simmers sauces and chops vegetables. My own cooking techniques are more fluid. If I’m rustling up anything more complicated than an omelette, I look like Animal from Sesame Street, with arms and ingredients everywhere. There are no spillages, conflagrations and strange burning smells when Julia’s in charge. She works so effortlessly she’d make Nigella look like a school dinner lady on her first day, and has everything totally under control by the time Mum and Dad arrive. Mum is understatedly glam in Levis and a purple chiffon shirt, her usually unruly hair done up in a loose chignon. Dad’s in his favourite jumper, a maroon cashmere number offsetting the ubiquitous cotton shirt and plain blue tie. The jumper is V-neck. He thinks round-necks make him look like an anarchist. ‘What’s new in your life, daughter number two?’ asks Mum. ‘I haven’t seen you in ages.’ I shift in my seat as thoughts of my four dates flick through my mind. ‘It’s been quiet really, Mum.’ ‘I saw you in the city centre the other day,’ Dad pipes up while he’s examining a dish of purple sprouting broccoli as if it’s something that grew on Jupiter.
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