Graduation Dinner

Just to keep things in perspective here's a pic of a new problem I forgot to mention. It's called Scoop Doggy 7a. Per is doing something called "spotting", he's supposed to catch me if I fall of backwards. Yesterday evening was graduation dinner, the food seems to get better and Pete's speach seems to get longer ( if it keeps getting longer at the same rate, in 10 years time he will have to start it now to get finished in time). Today is sponsored by Panodil, what would life be like without pain killers? Imagine having to go through a whole day with the headache that you sometimes wake up with. It wasn't always like this, probably an age thing, as you get older you're tolerance to alchol goes up but the amount required to give you a stinking headache doesn't. Result, you don't get drunk but still get a headache, nice. When I left Atlantic College (I taught there too) I was asked to give the speach (this wasn't because anyone thought I'd be good just because I was the longest serving leaver). So I spent some time trying to remeber all the funny events of the year and compiled one, I also threw in some visual gags to just in case. (something I've learnt from teaching in an internationla school, jokes not based on language work best). Whilst waiting to give my speach there was a special announcement, someone else had been asked to give one too. Up got this other guy and went through my complete list of funny stories, I was left with nothing, all I had was the slapstick, dressing up in an oldfashioned lifejacket and pouring water over myself. Well it got a laugh.
Interesting seating arrangements last night, I ended up sitting with two spaces either side of me, yes I had people opposite me but on my side I was alone. Couldn't have been planned like that, some people didn't turn up, does make you wonder though. I was also sat ontop of the heater which was just like the first time I drove one of the old college vans in winter. As I was driving along I suddenly had this horrible warm feling in my pants. Had I wet myself (or worse) without knowing it? In the absence of any smell I decided I must have burst a blood vessel and be bleeding to death, by this time I was beginning to sweat. I can't express the relief of spotting the illuminated switch labeled "seat warmer" which I promptly switched off.