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@sharongascoigne@mastodonapp.uk I now have a mental film clip playing on a loop: It's early morning. The daring fridge-magnet heist is being planned with military precision, Ocean's Eleven style. The gang is sitting round a table in a kitchen that has seen better days somewhere on the Pan estate. Granny: "Listen up you little gits, you are going to create a diversion to distract that woman in that posh photo gallery place. Lewis, you will be sat revving up the get-away wheels in the High street. I'll heist the fridge magnet and we'll all leg it to the Skoda, and have it away up Holyrood Street, then double back down Lugley. That'll confuse the filth. Let's go to it! "