How Do You Know Liz Truss? (opens in new tab)

I remember how he stood when I answered the door in Primrose Hill. Shoulders and arms fixed tightly at his sides, as stiff as the drummer boy ornament from The Nutcracker that dangled from our Christmas tree. Later on I would discover this was because he’d lied about his height on the app, though unfortunately […] SourceWhat to read next: Hideous Kinky | Poet Lorryete | Sent to Coventry