Goodbye one and all. This evening i disappear of the face of the Earth for a week or so (well i'm off to Lincoln anyway). Yes i'm off to lead about 40 11-14 year olds on a weeks drama camp. Should be fun!
Today my brain finally collapsed due to the extreme pressure of having to remember stupid aounts of numbers. I got to the front of the queue in boots, slotted my card into the machine and completely forgot my PIN! Oops. All i had going round and round in my head was 7281...7281...which was my A-Level candidate number, and so not of much help. Finally after 30 seconds of staring blankly at the till operator it came to me and all was ok. I left in a state of shock. I am usually very good at remembering numbers, i just don't know what happened.
So there you go-it is a strange world. Have a lovely week my little minions. And don't go and do anything i wouldn't do...which does rule out a bit....though not dressing up as a pigeon and strutting round town, or making chicken noises at a randomer behind you in the queue.
Thought for the Day: 11 was a racehorse, 22 was 1 2. 11 1 1 race, 22 1 1 2.
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Question: Who would win if 11 and 22 were to race one another?
Hope you have an enjoyable young time with the youngsters... :)
Speak later in the week... I may even be in Durham then..
Scary thoughts. x
Lol...wow you have some random thoughts Timmy!! Hope all is well havn't spoken for absolutely agggggges!! I did have a comment regarding one of your posts...but am so bewildered by further posts it has slipped my mind!!
:-P
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