Was eating out in Leamington Bar and Grill for a spot of lunch (this has now become a regular occurence due to my recent string of MTT flukes), when who should we see sitting in the cheap seats but Jimmy (Mr Carr for all those not on first name terms with him).
Taking pity on him, we offered him a glass of decent red and began to tell him why he is funny, but, then again, he should be, as he is a comedian– I think he took this in the post–modern ironic sense in which it was inteneded. He excels in his field, yet James, Flash and I excel in our chosen fields to..ant breeding, sleeping on sofas, and knowing ALL the words to Candy shop.
Anyway I haven't blogged in a month, I'm still alive. I've sat my French politics exam and signed it off as the work of shaniac, that man truly is an artist. Had some decent MTT scores, but I don't think the level of achievement I have reached this month is sustainable.