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My brother visits Oxford about once a month to donate platelets (what an irony that I may need them some day) and he came for lunch afterwards. It's not possible to be in his presence without picking his brains, since they are so prodigious, and as a result I have now labelled my cross-head screwdrivers, bought and fitted the right sort of screws to replace the rusting ones in the patio door handles, and bought a tap and a waste unit for the sink that will one day be fitted in the laundry. More importantly, we caught up with each other.