My Arch-nemesisI lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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Ah, but it was always me see?In my mind's eye he was the one I both aspired to and hated for beating me. It was years of this that finally made me bite the bullet and do something I'd never have done otherwise.
Well, it's as close to pertinant as I'm going to get this week!
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Blind Meach Cautiously optimistic, Tue 4 May 2010, 16:46,
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