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My wife Deborah returned home from work on the Monday around 7.15pm. She normally gets home just after 5pm but had just started the final 2 weeks of completing a tender for the company she works for.
Deborah was working on the tender with a guy from Bristol who was working with her in the final stages. As with any company they always want as much out of you as possible, so Deborah could only be spared for the tender work from 3pm to 7pm.
As Deborah and I sat for dinner I asked how the tender was going and if it would be completed on time. She said there would be no issues in completing the work and that the guy who had been sent down to oversee the final stages and offer advice, had already informed Deborah everything was up to date.

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