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But—ha!—there’s this story, cracks me up. Mate o’ mine, Dave, swore he saw Churchill’s ghost in a brothel once. Posh joint, red velvet, cigar smoke everywhere. Dave’s like, “Boris, he was salutin’ the girls!” Absolute codswallop, but I laughed ‘til me sides split. Imagine Winston, “We shall fight on the mattresses!” Proper nutty.

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I finally make it to the Greenford tube station, and I’m like, “Thank you, sweet transport gods!” But of course, the train’s delayed. I’m standing there, dripping wet, and this guy next to me starts chatting. He’s all about the history of Greenford. I’m like, “Dude, I’m just trying to get home!” But he’s going on about the old Greenford Hall and how it used to be a cinema. I nod along, but inside, I’m screaming, “I just wanna go home!”

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