This is quite a short chapter thingy but anyways...enjoy!

Tuesday 23 November

Breakfast

Vati was being very inquisitive this morning. He was asking me how I felt about Robbie going off to New Zealand and leaving me behind to, er, knit or do whatever else us widows do.

"Vati, why are you asking me this?"

He went a bit red, which was hardly unusual for him. "Georgie, I, er, just think that you are young and he's young and you shouldn't wait for him to get back, that's all."

I rolled my eyes. "Who said I was going to wait for him? And if I do, why would that matter to you?"
He sighed. "Georgie, I, er, never mind..." he stopped there and looked quite sad and, well, fond of me, which is highly unusual. Then he said, "If you want to, er, talk, you know where I am, okay?"

I just laughed. If he really expects me to discuss my girlie urges with him, he is sadly mistaken.

Assembly

Wet Lindsay is sitting next to Miss Stamp! I am surprised they aren't holding hands yet...Lindsay must be as much a lezzo prude as she was a straight one. Mmm.

10:00am: Ohmygodohmygod! The weirdest, most disgusting, most hilarious thing just happened!

We were just sitting in RE listening to Miss Wilson go on about orphans and body odour when Herr Kamyer came in, dithering like a fool.

"Sally...er, I didn't know you had a class. Sorry...I come back, ja?"

Miss Wilson (Sally!) quite literally blushed. "Oh, no, it's quite alright Reinhardt (!). Do you need anything?"

"Er, me? Ja," he dithered on, looking at all of us, who were agog as twenty gogs in a classroom, quite nervously. "Can I say something to you?"

Miss Wilson nodded. "Of course."
Herr Kamyer bent down on one knee (!) and looked up at Miss Wilson. "Er, Sally Wilson, will you, er, do me the honour of being my wife?"

The class was deathly silent until Miss Wilson burst out crying like a loon and said "yes" then everyone applauded, like in a movie. It was really quite sweet and groovy...until they started kissing. Errrlllaaack!

But then when Herr Kamyer tried to stroke Miss Wilson's hair, her bob fell off. We all kind of knew that it wasn't real (I mean, really, who would give someone a hairstyle that looked like that?) but we all still got quite a shock, as she is as bald as Uncle Eddie underneath.

We couldn't control ourselves, we just had to pick it up and give it back.

Not that they noticed though. They were too busy snogging.

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