I fell asleep on a train – when I woke up, Paul McCartney was there
I decided not to ask Paul for his autograph. Instead, I would be cool, and tweet to all my friends that I was on a train…
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I admired Castro’s buttocks, clad in combat fatigues of the finest parachute silk
In 2001, I invited myself to Cuba to see my favourite rock group, Manic Street Preachers, play a one-off…
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