Rain like it's 1999

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There can be only one

Recently I have begun to suspect that I have been leading a secret double life that somehow I was utterly unaware of; first someone in London (via the facebook mindweb) claimed that someone looking exactly like me, named as me had been living in London for the past six years running a pub. This combined with the phonecall earlier in the week where some random bloke called me and claimed (getting my name right as well) that I had met him in Paris last month whilst swanning around there with some blond lass.

There are, therefore, only two logical explainations here; either I have a persona split worthy of Fight Club or I have finally managed to catch up with my evil twin who is living the life of riley visiting La Belle France whilst (presumably) running a pub that stocks entirely vodka, steak and sugar by-the-drip. Bastard!

With this in mind I must obviously prepare myself for a battle to the death at the centre of the earth/pub whilst wearing gingham platemail armour and wielding a nine foot electric chicken as a weapon. Only makes sense really.

Right, off to the pub.