I'm late, and rushing out, but I've had a fitful night's sleep culminating in a dream in which was the frontman of a 10-piece showband playing live on a ferry crossing the Irish Sea. He was singing “I'm Mandy Fly Me” – and not making a bad job of it, truth be told. But I could still do without the obvious subconscious reminders that I spend far too long on this site. I mean, I've only met the guy twice. What does this say about me? And, more importantly, what does it say about hi– no! what does it say about me?


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