A fading celebrity had decided to move into an upmarket retirement home. Unfortunately, his idea of his celebrity status somewhat outstripped the memory of general public and he was surprised to find that there was no welcoming committee to greet him when he arrived. Just then, one of the residents walked by.

"You there!" he said, haughtily, "Why is there nobody to meet me?"

"Why? Should there be?" asked the resident.

"Do you know who I am? he demanded.

"Can't help there, old chap" came the reply "but if you ask Matron, she'll tell you who you are."


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