Oh, Chris Moyles cracks me up.
I've just realised. Big Youth Theatre Festival starts today. Intensely gutted that I'm not going. We went last year with Crossing Boundaries, and it was immense. But it's raining, so ha. Probably isn't down in Londingdon, but I can be happy thinking that it is.
And today, we're off to see Edmo. I, Michael, Sam and Neil. So amazingly cool we'll knock your socks. Subtle sarcasm, (Y).
And I'm quite impressed that I managed to find some yellow dark brown wool. Costume making, all very complicated.
Haharr, I saw the St. James's / Harper Green / whatever school it was bus go past this morning. And I would already have been on mine. It's more pleasing to watch everyone else going to school than to sleep in, then realise they've done something today and you haven't. It's only 'cause my alarm was on the wrong setting. But it means that I can be blogging away. Aren't you glad?
Right, I'm off. A day of Northern public transport. It's the Northern bit that makes it bad. But I'll manage.
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You make me depressed, we're missing BYTF =(
Where's the bagelling part? Sorry, I'm from Colorado and I eat bagels for breakfast.
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