Alert and in full hunting mode, the male greeted me by peeking over his leaf perch and looking straight at me.

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In the light of the ceiling bulb I saw my reflection, standing with a cloth over his shoulder and looking out at me as if ready to hurl himself into whatever the day might bring.

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This is the first in an occasional series of articles looking at different aspects of pensions that have featured heavily in your emails to me over the last 12 months.

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So before taking the now-treasured photo of me and her dad draped over an easy chair looking for all the world like two teenagers at a first prom, introductions were made.

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"I am laying on my back, clutching the ball, looking up at a bunch of red helmets peering down at me and hearing a bunch of cuss words over the roar of the 80, 000 people in the stadium, " said Robin Weber, the second-stringer who made the catch that lives on in Notre Dame lore.

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