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Mine stopped working. Turned out there was a split in it. Like you, mine took ages to replace. Came back with a different photo of me on it. No idea where they got it from.
Was able to carry on using the defective one in the meantime but had to explain the situation to bus drivers/ticket inspectors etc every time, which soon became unbearably tedious.
Bus drivers, TBF, generally couldn’t be arsed and just waved the poor old git on (along with all the other people who just refuse to pay).
It’s a toss up between A Windmill In Old Amsterdam (‘I saw a mouse, where …?’) and Swinging On A Star. These were the first two songs I taught my god-daughter, which she liked to sing in the back of my cab every morning on the way school.
Happy days. She’s turning 20 this week. No idea where the time went.
Despite my earlier generally positive remarks (which still stand) I do agree about the ‘challenges’, which try too hard to inject ‘drama’. You’re right about the ‘psychology’ stuff too. It’s a programme of ‘moments’ really and that’s down to the editing, which is first class IMO.
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