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‘Did you hear what I just said?’ I said, which is what I say when I can’t believe someone hasn’t heard what I’ve just said.

‘I heard you loud and clear, Bazza!’ whisper-squawked an annoying noise from the table next to me. I swivelled my eyeballs to the left and saw Sharonella batting her eyelids at me.

‘You can take me to Plonkton any time!’ she grinned, looking at my nose, which was sticking out of my face, trying not to smell her perfume.