A study in over-excitement.
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Scientist, cricketer, twat. Bespoke-crafted unfunny nonsense pleasing nobody.
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Five! Sorry, you’re out of luck until I accidentally piss up the leg of the lad who invented graphene or something.
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From these stories you might think “hark at this prick. Cambridge student stories”, but I didn’t. I got a job down there, so fuck you.
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4! (Bonus) Stephen Hawking nearly ran me over in his bogey outside St John’s college in Cambridge. He obviously couldn’t tell me to fuck off out the way, but it was in his eyes.
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(We’ll get to none. This is why I don’t join in)
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There was a drinks reception beforehand, and feeling safe in the hubbub of conversation I launched into a David Stott impression just as Sir Fred walked in and the room went quiet. For some reason he didn’t find “MISTAH STING! ARE PEANUTS SOLUBLE?” as funny as I did.
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3! I was at the Sanger Centre for a talk on sequencing the human genome given by the guvnor Fred Sanger (1958 AND 1980, the clever sausage, both Chemistry; once for working out the amino acid sequence of Insulin, and once for inventing DNA sequencing and changing medicine forever).
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Or, if you want: one like, one story of a Nobel laureate tutting at me for being a dickhead. (Maximum three likes, with maybe a bonus story of a Lucasian Professor of Mathematics telling me to fuck off if we get to four)
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…coming the other way. My stuff went everywhere, he didn’t spill his brew. He grunted at my apology, and I distinctly heard the phrase “clumsy twat” from the great man as I picked up my boxes of bits and he wandered off.
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2. I was very lucky to get a day’s visit to use an early microwave reactor at Cambridge uni’s chemistry department. Walking out, my arms laden with kit that I really should have put in a trolley, I backed through a double door and hit Sir Harry Kroto (1996, Chemistry, the discovery of carbon-60)
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Or, if you want: one like, one story of a Nobel laureate tutting at me for being a dickhead. (Maximum three likes, with maybe a bonus story of a Lucasian Professor of Mathematics telling me to fuck off if we get to four)
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1. At the gala opening of our lab building I was queueing for the buffet in front of James Watson (1962, Physiology, for copying Rosamund Franklin’s lab book). His tut as I knocked over a plate of volauvents and elbowed a bottle of red over while trying to rescue them haunts me to this day.
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Or, if you want: one like, one story of a Nobel laureate tutting at me for being a dickhead. (Maximum three likes, with maybe a bonus story of a Lucasian Professor of Mathematics telling me to fuck off if we get to four)
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(We’ll get to none. This is why I don’t join in)
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Or, if you want: one like, one story of a Nobel laureate tutting at me for being a dickhead. (Maximum three likes, with maybe a bonus story of a Lucasian Professor of Mathematics telling me to fuck off if we get to four)
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I’ve been tutted at for being a dickhead by three Nobel laureates with four prizes between them. How many eminent scientists have treated you with disdain?
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You see all these “which famous people have you seen/been in a lift with/queued at the BBC canteen with” going round, all of which are self-selecting to your typical That London Media Fancy Types.

So here’s mine:
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I don’t hobnob with Royalty.

I’ve been on an escalator behind the late Pavel Srnicek

I’ve had a piss next to Paul Frost off of Tyne Tees evening news (not Jonathan’s brother) at the fish quay festival.

I’ve been tutted at for being a dickhead by three Nobel laureates. Not in a lift.
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I did click and read the alt text I did! I didn’t however expand the alt text on my phone and it didn’t show the joke

Also I’d forgotten that the puppy was even in the scene.

Also also I’m full of regret for “yes that’s the joke”ing myself I shall never join in again.
A very good text description of a picture, with and this is important, no additional jokes
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Same phone number as Victor Meldrew
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Boiler has packed up. Low pressure error, but it turns out the water Inlet valve has failed so I can’t top the pressure up. Baxi can’t come until Tuesday, but then TRIED TO UPSELL ME WASHING MACHINE COVER
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Now he’s deid can I feel less bad about the riff from Shinobivsdragonninja occasionally going through my head until I smack it off a door to shut it up.
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H from Steps breathes easily for the first time in years. Unlike his namesake.
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You see I mocked. But I forgot about the fitting service. It’s the perfect synergy
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“Business idea, Lynn. A Halfords with a deli”
Alan with his dictafone