Saturday, 20 March 2010


At the crack of 8 o'clock tomorrow, when the world should be in bed, I will be at at school, in my freaking trackie bottoms and my clumpy walking boots, getting on a minibus to freaking shropshire to learn how to read a bloody map and put up a bloody tent. At 8 in the morning, jeez.

Duke of fricking Edinburgh.

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