Wednesday, March 30

Always make the audience suffer as much as possible. Alfred Hitchcock

Welcome to my penaltimate day in Hell!
Pull up a chair, open the complimentry bag of peanuts and enjoy the ride. Thank you for flying WW Airlines.

Well, today started gloriously with the fog coming over the hills (Lock your doors. Bolt your windows. There's something in THE FOG!), I put my clothes on - (before I left the house, I promise) and you know when you have a day when you get dressed but somehow all the things you try on don't fit or look right? Well today was that day! So I left the house today looking like a tramp with odd socks on and a big spot forming on my chin. No wonder I got such a look from the train's guards, who asked me, not once, not twice, but four times to show my ticket. There were three guards on and they were busting people left, right and centre dishing out penalty fines for not having tickets. Well F**k you I had my season ticket! ha.

I am wondering what today will bring - last night we got three new girl students who are only staying two nights but my god, talk about giggly and the language barrier is strong in these ones. The only person who can understand them seamlessly seems to be Frank, who must truly be a secret french baby. Thank god she is here!

I am embarrassed that my French GCSE has let me down so badly. Must try harder if we're to be fluent for Canada - night school here we come!

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