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Restoring’ is a very arrogant concept. If you’re taking a house from 1812, do you restore it to how it looked the day after it was built, or restore it to the way it looked in 1828, or the way it looked in 1872? Do the minimum to stop it from falling apart, and then get away.

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Music was massive from an early age. My parents were huge music fans, especially soul, and they played records in our house all the time, and me and my brother and sister would dance and sing about the living room.

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I collect rings from every country that I compete in, and I swap them around and wear different ones occasionally. I have about 10.

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April 23, 2024

I collect rings from every country that I compete in, and I swap them around and wear different ones occasionally. I have about 10.

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April 23, 2024

Music was massive from an early age. My parents were huge music fans, especially soul, and they played records in our house all the time, and me and my brother and sister would dance and sing about the living room.

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