A dream of micturition.


I was at a school. Not sure if  was a pupil or a master. This was for teenagers. I think it was boys only . Very ethnically mixed. Term began late Auust/ this was the first day. they had a dress code no uniform.

They sat there for some intricduinty talk. a bit like the unhappy valley. The half term begna v earlt. 10 octoner. Cannot temember what else. I reall needed a slash.

I needed a slazenger. I went to a staff lavatory. I was peeing into a urinal. then mr khan whom I knew in London came along and started urnated into the same trough. how. odd. he studied out here. I try to put that worrying episode behind me. never want to go abck tot hat kind f job. wondered if bpa would aks. I dout it. I would decline. I awoke bursting

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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