Last night seemed strange. GF could not book into any of his normal haunts so found himself staying at a large conference centre near Evesham. It seemed strange as this conference centre doubles as a BBC education centre... and the GF hoped he had seen the back of them! It was also strange because it seemed similar to Starfleet's European education centre.... without the hundreds of people moving from class to class, and without a decent restaurant, and without the computers in every room, and without the internet connections, and without the cosmopolitan feel, and without the style. Ok, in fact it was nothing like Starfleet's place!

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