I ended up in the pub last night, with FP. It was Murphy's Law, really. Out of my usual pre-pub routine, there was no shower, no shave etc. just a quick change of shirt and a splash of deoderant. So, being a little scruffy in the pub, I attracted the attention of a really pretty blonde girl who I will christen "Recruitment Bird".
There's more to it (lots more), and I will blog about this at a later time/date, but I couldn't help thinking about the irony of the situation.
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