It was not so unusual for me to meet up with my university pals SL and HJ (or SC and HJ as they were), but when we also saw GG and GK come into the café, we were rather surprised. We left the pair of them alone to chat for a while on a table not so far from ours, and before long we had forgotten that they were even there. It was only when a third man entered the room that we started to sit up and really take notice. Dressed in a tweed jacket, and looking exactly as we remembered from the mid-1980s, PM approached the boys’ table.

If this was not enough excitement for one day, I later found a Peeping Tom in the ladies’ toilets. Hanging over the cubicle, and observing me at close range, was an an adult badger. What on earth was a badger was doing out and about in the middle of the day?