My wife fancies Tom Hardy. It’s fine — doesn’t everyone? If I’m honest, I fancy Tom Hardy a bit too. From time to time he reads the bedtime story on UK kids’ channel CBeebies, sat there with his dog, wearing a hat I could never pull off and some knitwear that probably cost a year of my old Edge salary. We will sit and watch and my wife will simper and, quietly, imperceptibly, I will simper too. Goodnight to you too, Tom.
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