Ain’t nothing that gets the old ticker pumping quite like a chinwag with a mate who’s got more lip than a duck’s arse. Revel in the belly laughs and scandalous natter that’d make a vicar blush. Hanging with your chums is better than a stiff drink for forgetting your cock-ups for a bit. Some duties can wait, so don’t get your knickers in a twist, you’re not the bleeding Queen. Kick back and soak up the now. Your lucky charm: A gold-plated rubber duck, because if you’re going to float through life, might as well do it in style, right?

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