No word of a lie, I saw Dave Trott this morning! Striding purposefully towards me, I was in no doubt that it was the silver-haired Trotter.
Except I'm not quite sure why he was getting off a Magic Bus in East Didsbury. Sarah thinks I'm crazy. Or that it could possibly have been Dave's long-lost twin, Fox.
HERE BE THE RAMBLINGS OF A SOMEWHAT CRAZY SHORTARSE CHASING HER DREAMS. ALL MONKEYS ARE WELCOME ALONG FOR THE RIDE
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No, I walked by him in a bemused fashion, trying to work out what on earth would bring Dave Trott to Didsbury.
Sarah still thinks I'm crazy!
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