The School Play.

The School Plays. “The children from St Botton’s Primary School gave a performance of thudding apathy. If it were not for the booing parents, you’d hardly know they were there at all. Peter, six, was a cacophonous disappointment; labouring through words as if they were dead pigeons falling from his mouth. Sarah, the youngest at four, looked terrified, as if she’d just seen a mushroom cloud go off in her fucking doll’s house.”
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About neilstilwell

Abseiling into trouble, a sewer rat staring at the stars. Disgusting. You can assist my search for the one ring by buying a Kindle version of this diary from here. http://www.amazon.co.uk/frozen-fridge-Zoomeister-Diaries-ebook/dp/B00C426DD0/ref=sr_1_sc_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1366481719&sr=8-1-spell&keywords=a+frozen+turd+in+a+hot+frudge It has some other stuff in it, and a dreadful cover.
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