The Girl from Fifteen Years Ago

 

Bad week, brace yourself for a miserable post. I'm going grey. As if I wasn't already feeling old enough....

Last weekend we went back to school for its official re-opening after a reported £27M refurb. It sure as Hell needed it, it was a crumbling wreck back in 1996. This is us outside the new block (there I am, in the middle, hello!), which is flippin' amazing. I'm quite jealous it wasn't here when we were. And they're sure to turn out a few X-Factor wannabes with all the fancy new 'Performance Arts' facilities.

Incidentally, the last time I was here, everything was about 'The Sciences'. The Head of 6th Form was congratulating me on my terrible A Level results and I was making snarky remarks that I was surprised I'd passed them at all, yeahthanksverymuchfornothing. Two years previously I'd been a model student and a contender for Oxbridge, apparently. LOL. (That is, until I dropped Biology for Art and they lost interest in me). Anyhoo. Here we are, not bitter. Oh look! Is that Tom Ellis planting a tree?

Look closely, he's amongst a throng of screaming teenage girls. Not to mention the member of staff who was hanging onto his arm as if she was imagining she was Tamsin Outhwaite or something. Loser.

What? You want to see the tree? I knew you'd ask, here it is. David Blunkett was there too but nobody really cared about that, except my friend Ali who wanted a photo with his dog, but my camera was too slow.

Fifteen years, eh? Maybe I should put a bit more thought into the next fifteen... ;)