“I don’t think you’re an idiot at all. I mean, there are elements of the ridiculous about you. Your mother’s pretty interesting. And you really are an appallingly bad public speaker. And you tend to let whatever’s in your head come out of your mouth – without much consideration of the consequences. I realise that when I met you at the turkey curry buffet that I was unforgivably rude – and wearing a reindeer jumper that my mother had given me the day before. But the thing is, um…what I’m trying to say very inarticulately is…that, um…in fact…perhaps, despite appearances…I like you very much…Just as you are.”


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