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A fat bearded git with breath that could knock-out a grizzly

Allowing myself a lie-in this morning, I left home later than usual to get to Racodac for a film at 12:00 PM. But due to a last minute cancellation of the screening, I was on my way home shortly after arriving.

It wasn’t a completely wasted journey, as I saw Karl A. for the first time in months - not that he recognised me until I started talking to him. I blame Jeremy for that one, though.