We watched our friends grow up together....
It's been National wear a foam Guinness hat day and the streets had a few more of what only the media call "revellers" on them. One such Quadrapede twin headed lad monster was on the bus. It explained (with it's most lucid head) that it was all in aid of celebrating all the snakes being driven onto the Isle of Man, which seemed fair enough. His symbiotic second head added it also meant there might be some pissed up student nurses in that place in New Cross. Nods all round.
Whizzing past the Venue they stagger up and in a slightly wobbly manner the monster you don't meet every day stumbled down the stairs and off to see if there were any Sisters of Mercy left for them. More likely however to fall a sleep arm in arm on a settee in a club , two undrunk pints of the black stuff miraculousy balancing on the arm of a sofa dangerously close to spilling over a slumbering trainee nurse from Sydenham and thankfully for all concerned not a snake in sight.
Now the song is nearly over,
We may never find out what it means
But there's a light I hold before me
And you're the measure of my dreams
The measure of my dreams
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In assembly this week our Head of Year did a straw poll that revealed about 5 students knew when St Andrew's day was and a similar number knew when St David's Day was, a few more could accurately date St George's day but around 75% of year 8 (12-13yr olds) knew it was St Patricks day. What is it with this whole faux Irish thing?
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