Leaving my house in Coventry at 3am presented two main dangers: rain, and drunken revellers. Rain threatened, and drunken revellers impressed me with their cogency.
"What are you doing with a suitcase at this time of night?" asked a girl, who felt that I was more interesting than the argument that she was having with her boyfriend. Before I could respond, she squealed "you're getting married, aren't you?!"
Smiling no, I withdrew.
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