It is currently 08:03 AM and in 12 minutes I am leaving to spend my day packing customers bags in a near by supermarket. A troop of other fellow world challengers are also doing it with me, so we'll take over the tills (well perch awkwardly towards the end of the conveyor belt) and fill our buckets with loose change and buttons. FUND RAISING EXTRAVAGANZA. The specific supermarket is Marks & Spencers in The Meadows. If you don't know where that is, I don't blame you, you're probably not from my neck of the woods. If you do know where that is, why don't you come on down today? Buy a whole host of brittle goods and one mallet and watch me struggle to pack your bag. As long as you toss 20p in my bucket afterwards I'll give you a gleaming smile and a genuine "Thank you very much Sir/Madame". Manners are important, my Mummy told me that.
Yesterday Patrick showed you the pictures of the rubix cube cake we made. There is something else we did yesterday that he didn't tell you about. Something much less innocent. Something that when I got in and I told my Mum what we had done she said "Tut, boys will be boys". Something that on more than one occasion brought a look of sheer anguish to the face of every gang member. I've made it out to be worse that it is, we just drank a bottle of food colouring each in the hope that it would make our wee a funny colour. So far I have urinated three times since drinking the dye and not one has even been vaguely red (my food colouring of choice). Also we watched "A Serbian Film" yesterday, whilst beginning off vaguely comically it ended up fairly gross. I wouldn't recommend it unless you are seriously mentally disturbed.
Right I need to leave now, I'm going to listen to either Michael Buble or Common in my car on the way there. There is no real reason for me to tell you that, I just thought you deserve to know everything that's going on in my life.
NOTE TO SELF - TELL THE READERS ABOUT THE IPAD STORY IN YOUR NEXT BLOG
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