I've spent all afternoon exchanging emails with the twins, and have even spoken to them on the phone. They seem awfully keen to meet me, and have offered to drop everything and come right away if I pay the fare.
So I'm going to meet them at Heathrow tomorrow. Might lead to a bit of a squeeze in the TT, though, especially as they insisted that their chaperone, Mr Kharkov, comes with them.
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I met one of those Ukranian babysitters once. Nasty piece of work called Ivan Nokabolokov.
Fortunately, thanks to my gender, I wasn't too intimidated by him but he did seem to enjoy his work a little too much to be considered good company.
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