confused of calcutta

I live in Windsor. At least I used to. Until it got just a teensy bit hotter than I would want. Which is what would have happened if the BBC forecast, shown below, was accurate…..

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I had some unusual habits when I was young. [Didn't we all?] No, really.
I ate cockroaches. Apparently. This was when I was crawling around on all fours in Calcutta. Every now and then, my parents would hear a tell-tale crunching sound, come running to wherever I was, only to see the last vestiges of cockroach [...]

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