You’ve been bracing yourself for a right royal cock-up, but guess what, love? You’re in for a smooth ride. Not a single kerfuffle worth losing your knickers over. Now, there’s this mate of yours, more of an acquaintance really, who’s been sending signals as clear as a London fog. One minute they’re as friendly as a cabbie getting a fifty quid tip, next they’re colder than a penguin’s bum in a snowstorm. Leaves you feeling as confused as a chameleon in a bag of Skittles, doesn’t it? By the way, your lucky phrase for the day is “Bob’s your uncle”. But remember, if Bob really is your uncle, you might want to check the family tree for any funny business.

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