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this week on the Guardian’s always riveting Dining Across the Divide feature, a stark clash of political philosophies the divide in this case being the Tamar River There is no wider divide in these blessed isles. helps that one of them is a swimmer That sounds like someone applied for the Blind Date column got in the wrong pile and just went f**k it it's a free meal out. Now ask them whether they put cream or jam on top of their scones. Cow v. No Cow. Huge difference. If they’d met earlier she could have accompanied the cow in a swim across the Irish Sea Swimming in the sea for a year sounds very tiring. must have mixed up the dining across the divide and blind dates. (numbers will be exchanged) Epilogue: They find love after coming together to care for a herd of open-water swimming cattle. I fell asleep before I got to the end Oh come on be fair, the divide is Devon vs Cornwall Having to “rehome” a cow is the dumbest thing I’ve read in a while. 
