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Jill, I loved this so much. Geoff with a G could easily have been any number of the boys I met at Edinburgh Uni. Definitely better looking when asleep (not talking) and wearing delusions of grandeur as a personality trait. You really got me with the part about Facebook. I can't remember the quotes I chose but I can tell you right now they were insufferable. I'm saving this to read again later. A gem.

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I *also* pretended to like / delusionally thought I liked Reservoir Dogs!!! I even had a poster! But why?! I found it so unpleasant!!!

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Same!! That ear-shaped hole in his head. Just no. 🤢

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Oh my golly gosh, Jill, what a gripping ride! I'm LOVING these posts!

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Thank you Rebecca! Oh my golly gosh is right. Hopefully not scandalising immediate family members and/or colleagues who read this ... 😅🤞

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🤣

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Brilliant. Grazie. Oh those Geoffs. With a G. And a micro-history of "the palling of stuff," early days, still in progress. Your "long form self" appears alive and well....

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Thank you for this generous comment, Kenneth. Long live the long form self.

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Like Helen, you were far too good for that place!

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It’s a flawed creature for sure - but aren’t we all? Worried I might be becoming a bit of an Oxford apologist, I have so much rueful love for the place

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Oh Charlene, I’m sorry!! They really were rubbish weren’t they. It’s lovely to hear that it struck a chord, but so sorry we all had the same crap lads. I love Edinburgh. A good friend was there and I came up to visit once, it’s such a magical place. I loved going up Arthur’s seat, what a spot. Magic ✨

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