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Al Barnes and I did a liaison visit to Scatcc c'92 travelling up by train. Just after departing Euston,settled down with the newspaper,I heard this muttering from my right.I thought Al was meditating or something,but it kept on so I put the paper down,looked at Al and he appeared to be talking into a dictaphone. 'What you doing?' says I,a bit reluctant to disturb some sort of religious trance, 'Taking numbers' He says,'It's easier than trying to write them down 'cos I might miss some - I'll listen to the playback when I get home'. The penny dropped - He was a trainspotter! You could have knocked me down with a feather!
BW