I keep bumping into Rory McGrath

…this being the third day in a row that he’s walked past me looking shifty.

As far as one can deduce (or possibly allege, since my basis for deduction is somewhat shakey), a good night out for Rory involves a trip to my local with his wife or lady friend, where he has a glass of wine and plays on a slot machine, then leaves again with said wife or lady friend.

I can only assume he lives very close to me, because it seems unlikely that he is following me around, and he always looks very annoyed to see me even though I have never so much as said to him ‘hey, you’re Rory McGrath!’

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