Kirsten and I nicknamed him 'The Cat In The Hat' (or worse words that also rhyme with 'cat'), I also nicknamed him 'Nigel' because he looked like a Nigel (I think I also nicknamed him 'Boris Johnson' because he looked a bit like him too... I'm actually starting to feel a bit sorry for him now!)
He droned on and on about galaxies and stars one night when I was standing outsite nursing a pint in The East Slope Bar, which would have been fine, except for the fact that it was cloudy. Hard work to visualise a galaxy that you can't even see.
Kirsten and I also giggled mercilessly at him during Keith's astronomy optional tutorial, when a photo of 'Nigel', his telescope and his daughter appeared on screen by accident, and I said, "Oh God, it breeds."
I've sent Kirsten a message to let her know... can't wait to see what her reaction will be.

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