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Phoned Rosie.

“I’ve thought of something really cool to do with the beret this term.”

Rosie said, “I thought we were going to do the rolling it up into the sausage and pinning it under our hair at the back routine again?”

“Yeah I know, but what about this…what about if we use it as combination beret and lunchbox?”

Rosie said, “How do you mean?”

I had to explain, patiently. It is not easy being the leader of the gang. I sympathise with Richard Branson on this one, although I still see no reason for his ridiculous beard.

Anyway, I said, “Pop your sandwiches or crisps or whatever into the beret, then tie it on to your head with your scarf. Voilà, beret and lunchpack all in one.”

“Hawkeye would go mad.”

“Exactamondo, ma petite amie.’

Rosie said, “You are a genius.” She is not wrong.