Only my best is good enough for me #farts

Only my best is good enough for me #farts

Sitting on the cold floor of the assembly hall at school, when I was about eight years old, Mr Hydon, the headmaster, was doing his usual Friday morning chat, a story, a few hymns and off we’d all go to lessons. Art on Fridays, fun. This particular Friday was...
Last, First, Best or Worst? #farts

Last, First, Best or Worst? #farts

We get plenty of advice on how to live our days. I hear these four the most: Live every day as if it was your last: This is the advice you want to hear when you’re young. Adventure, thrills, travel, sex, drugs. When you believe today is your last day you feel...
No Time For… #Farts

No Time For… #Farts

I can’t believe it’s Friday again. I haven’t got anything done this week, I’ve been running around like an idiot chasing my own tail. I don’t even have time to have a mental breakdown!   Steve: Are you sure Bab? Have you really...

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