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Calls Me Maybe?

In my experience a good birthday combines three things, doughnuts, champagne and a musical.  When he whisked me away to London as a surprise I thought Wicked tickets were the cherry on the handmade-by-his-mum birthday cake.  Throw in a Krispy Kreme assorted dozen; bottle of Veuve and a fluffy hotel robe, I was in seventh heaven / Shaftesbury Avenue.  Alas …