Nothing Up My Sleeve
Tuesday, 9th December 2008
Magicians are frauds and liars. It's a harsh truth, but one we've all had to face up to at some point. And what better time, really, than Tracey McEvoy's sixth birthday party to have the wool pulled away from my eyes, so to speak, by pulling a dead rabbit out of an alcoholic magician's hat? You would have hoped he would have had something else up his sleeve other than a hip flask. Sadly, he didn't. Not so magic.


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