Most local papers will print any old rubbish. Far, far too many years ago I got into the Windsor, Slough and Eton Express after winning a fancy-dressed-bicycle competition. What they neglected to mention was that I was the only entrant.
What sad stuff have you been in your local rag for doing? Scan stuff in and show us if you can.
(, Thu 10 Feb 2005, 10:15)
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when i was in primary 7, we did a project about a fictitious town called cambusbeg on a hebridean island. everyone in the class was given an identity and (in most cases) a husband or wife.
i was penny farthing and i owned (and made things for) the local craft shop.
that's me holding a clay pot which i DIDN'T make...
edit: i might also add that i was very ill that day but i went into school because i didn't want to miss the "dress up as your character day"
~Brenna
(, Thu 10 Feb 2005, 17:33, Reply)
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