One test out of the way…..
…..and one to go
Back to business this morning with the constitutional
pant along the coast towards Reculver Towers
As the G.-man cruised past the National Coastwatch ‘lookout’
…..he spied an old duffer spying on an empty sea…..
What a monumental waste of time that game must be…..
…..there are no Somali pirates in English territorial waters
…..nor will he spot the crew of the ‘Cheeki Rafiki’ bobbing about
…..and this is Hernie…..
…..even the beach-candy is in the Greek Islands or some such
Anyway, fear and trepidation was the in the air ahead of Test 1
Our fiendish lecturer had threatened to be there when we
turned the papers over ‘just to see the looks of horror’ ! ! !
When he duly walked in while we waiting for the gun…..
…..you could have sensed the sphincters flinch ! ! ! ! !
Our Russian classmate had had a strategic ‘pony’ before
we went in…..Good thinking…..it must be all that chess !
The moment finally arrived…..
Said fiendish lecturer grinned demonically and…..
The G.-man waited…..
Others whipped their papers over and stared…..
With a zen-like calm the G.-man still waited…..
No banshee-like wail from the co-testees
No curious squeak from the G.-moll sitting right behind him
The fiendish lecturer slipped out of the examination room
So the Groover flipped the paper over and took a butchers
Instead of the feared ‘death by a thousand knives’ there was a
set of questions oozing ‘heroic grandeur, harmony and balance’
Perhaps Shearman himself had set the paper…..
…..or perhaps the soul of Shearman has transmigrated into our
Either way a room full of anxious bottoms breathed a sigh (not a
literal one) of relief
3 hours later and a little well deserved tucker was called for…..
So it was off to Byron in Store Street…..still the best burger under
a tenner in London…..
…..probably the world
The G.-moll went for the child’s menu…..Hmmmmm
The G.-man went for a large ‘Blue Ribbon’…..
…..that’s a Peroni to you ! …..
…..to wash down his straight out-of-the-top-drawer burger
If you are ever in London and you want to eat fast and eat
Byron’s your boy
Test 2 on the 5th June
p.s. The School for Bores is a flattering way of referring to the
self-abuse brigade in the national Coastwatch ‘lookout’