As slightly chilly the weather was, Friday was a very needed break from the hustle of daily life. It's an annual event at my school for everyone to have a day off-timetable and raise money for a charity by dressing up and doing a sponsored walk in a nearby farmer's plot.
As sixthformers and the upper part of the school, our role was to marshal; basically, sit in one spot stuffing our face in food and mumbling the occasional "Woo! Well done! Keep going, you're nearly there!" to anyone who walked past panting whilst we had a mouth full of pot noodles. This is why it was fab ok.
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| Fab view compared to the muddy and smelly surroundings others had |
Many people were assigned spots inside the woods where the mud was unbearably wet, or in spots right next to the farmyard animals where the surrounding mile radius smelt like manure. Luckily, our spot was on top of a hill and it was beautiful.
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| Being fat and cosy on a hill |
One of my close friends accompanied me as my partner and we had gone to Tesco early morning to buy a bulging bag of fatty, artery-clogging food that would keep us busy while we were 'busy' marshaling and watching
Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani on her tablet.
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| Minnie Mouses |
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| Thinking time :-) |
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