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Choc Lit
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It’s a lovely September morning and here you are, Highbury’s unofficial Sex God, back in your home town after eight years in India. What’s changed?
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Mark Knightley
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(Laughing) Nothing. But then nothing ever changes in Highbury.
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Choc Lit
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Nothing at all?
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Mark Knightley
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Well, of course, someone like Emma Woodhouse has changed. Physically, at least. I didn’t recognise her at first – and as for those legs … But in other respects she’s just the same, maddening as ever.
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Choc Lit
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What are your plans while you’re here?
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Mark Knightley
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Mostly work, I’m afraid. I’m standing in for my father as Managing Director of Donwell Organics, while he goes on a world cruise with my stepmother. And I’ll be mentoring the new Marketing Director at Highbury Foods while I’m here.
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Choc Lit
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Anyone we know?
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Mark Knightley
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It’s Emma Woodhouse actually. My brother finds it very amusing that I’m being paid for something I did for years free of charge! You see, Emma’s always been like a little sister to me.
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Choc Lit
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Really? So who’s your ideal woman – and why?
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Mark Knightley
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I’d have to say my girlfriend Tamara. We’ve been together for five years now and she suits me perfectly – stays over every weekend, helps me out when I need a partner for something, but doesn’t get too close.
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Choc Lit
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(Thinks: ‘What a waste!’) And how does she feel about you being in England for six months?
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Mark Knightley
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She’s fine about it and, anyway, she’ll be coming over regularly. In fact her first visit is in October, for my birthday.
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Choc Lit
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And there’s talk of another new arrival in Highbury – Flynn Churchill. Quite a celebrity in Australia, we hear, some sort of TV chef.
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Mark Knightley
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(Frowning slightly) There’s always talk of him visiting Highbury, but it never happens. The man’s totally unreliable. He didn’t even come to his father’s wedding – pulled out at the last minute. Look, I’m ever so sorry, but can we leave it there? I’ve got a meeting starting in a few minutes.
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Choc Lit
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We next caught up with Mark four months later: How are you finding life in Highbury?
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Mark Knightley
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No comment. I’m going back to India tomorrow.
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Choc Lit
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So you’re not staying for the full six months, as planned?
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Mark Knightley
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No. Sorry, must dash, I’ve got some packing to do – was there anything else?
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Choc Lit
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If you were a chocolate, how would you describe yourself?
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Mark Knightley
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(Looking mystified) I beg your pardon?
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