You’re acting all hush-hush, aren’t you? Keeping your emotions tucked up tighter than a nun’s knickers at a disco. You’re more secretive than a squirrel with a nut stash. But, oh no, not even your nearest and dearest are privy to your inner thoughts – God forbid they’d find out you have the hots for the postman. Well, love, it’s time to pop down to your internal hidey-hole, where the sun don’t shine and the tea’s always cold. There, you’ll find the solitude you’re aching for, like a pigeon longs for breadcrumbs. Your hopeful outlook is as silent as a fart in a fan factory but it’s got the potential to be as rewarding as finding a fiver in your old jeans pocket. And here’s a lucky tip for you: The next time you’re feeling private, wear a feather boa. It’s flamboyant enough to distract people from your secretive squirrel antics and it’s a right laugh. Just don’t get it caught in your letterbox when you’re eyeing up the postman, would be quite the lucky escape, wouldn’t it?

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