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My dad just met someone who taught Dutch in my school, 25 years ago. He introduced himself and the guy said: ‘You must be prol’s father.’ Apparently, I’d made a lasting impression. I remember him well. At the time he said he had problems grading my written work, because it was ‘too good’. Remember, boys and girls, this was in Culemborg in the Netherlands. Land of the blind.