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Isabel found dark stubbly hair in her razor. Firmly told not to do it again or she’ll tell Johnson.

‘Evening, boys.’

‘Evening, Isabel.’

The four of us are in the pub. Johnson is behaving like he’s in an interrogation room. He squints suspiciously at Isabel.

‘Well, since I’m the honorary bloke, I’ll get the first round.’

While we sit in silence, she goes to the bar, returning minutes later with four pints of bitter, four whisky chasers and four packets of pork scratchings. Everyone starts to relax.

Three pints later, we are playing one of Isabel’s traveller drinking games. A pint after that, Andy is explaining to us how breasts vary from one nation to the next. Then, Isabel tells everyone that I use a Ladyshave. Then Johnson tells us his post-pee dribble trick.