I once dreamt that I met him and Rita at a soft play centre and we spent ages talking about the disgustingness of the ball pit and turning up our noses at people who were not keeping on top of changing toddler's nappies. I didn't even get to meet his kids in this dream. What a fucking waste
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God, it was so vivid, if I met him tomorrow I'd have to work hard not to say "hi, we met before at Wacky Warehouse - do you remember that child with the stinking nappy?"