Randolph This is the life – not having to manually encode the blog as I have been doing for the last two years. I’m sitting at school in a free lesson at the moment.
I’m in the end of year show with the Franklin Players – singing and a bit of dance (I can’t dance). The show is a series of short skits and two one-acts, in one of which I play a flaming Macbeth in leather pants.
I met with the headmaster at my school to discuss my future here. He wants to keep me, and I’d like to stay. Plus, having met someone and now made things official, I’m not going overseas as I was intending last month.
I will still pursue my application for an Ancestral Visa for the UK though. It can’t hurt.
I want to write a song or a poem (I’m better at poetry) for my new love, but nothing rhymes with “orange” or “purple”.