Now something very big is happening today, isn't it, Dominic?

Yes, sorry. Sounds a bit pathetic, but I'm going on a train today for the first time in about

four months. And I know some of you have probably been having to go to your very important

and life-saving jobs by train every day for the last four months, but I don't have a real job.

And yeah, today's the first time I'm taking public transport and that feels quite scary.

Where are you going?

I'm going down to Eindhoven.

Oh, that's nice. You got your sandwiches packed?

No, I haven't packed anything.

It's quite weird, you know, thinking about the logistics of doing these things.

I was very nervous when I got on the Eurostar about whether I'd remembered all the things like my passport and a water bottle. It's logistically quite intimidating getting on a train

these days. I hadn't even thought about a water bottle. Oh God, I'm so unprepared.

Graduation is very important. Anyway, it's very exciting. I'm happy for you. Have you recovered

from your first train journey last week? I have, although

something I've discovered about being back in France again after three months trapped in England,

is that my stomach has changed and I've developed an intolerance for sausage. It gave me terrible

stomach cramps. That's such a French problem. It's an English problem. I'm just worried that my

stomach has just stopped being French and it's now very English problem. I'm just worried that my stomach has just stopped

being French and it's now very English and it's going to start pining for like baked beans and

Marmite. My stomach always pines for baked beans. I think they're absolutely brilliant and I've

always like insisted that Heinz baked beans is a totally British tradition and recently one of my

American friends pointed out that actually they're American.

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