A dream of a javelin


I was throwing javelins with school pupils about. It was only a fairly sunny day – no perfect for athletcis. These javelins were plastic and made from a bright colour like day glo orange. It was redolent of Revenge of the Nerds where the specially desopugedn javelin wobbles and thereby travels further. Some teenagers were watching. My colleague Emma the young grandmother was watching. This was several days ago. I cannot think of the significance of it. I was still in Arabia when I bedreamt me of this one.


Odd that I thought of being dismissed and seeking employ at the Oxford institute. This occurred about 2 days before I was given my marching orders. Nelephant did indeed speak to Kate the Russian glamour puss about getting me a job at the other place.

About Calers

Born Belfast 1971. I read history at Edinburgh. I did a Master's at UCL. I have semi-libertarian right wing opinions. I am married with a daughter and a son. I am allergic to cats. I am the falling hope of the not so stern and somewhat bending Tories. I am a legal beagle rather than and eagle. Big up the Commonwealth of Nations.

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