frozen on the spot

earlier on when i was going to take a shower; i was just about to open the shower door when the infamous ner naw ner naw of the fire alarm was blasted in my ears. i was wearing my iddy biddy cream towel and to make matters worse, i was wearing a face mask. so i stood frozen on the spot for a couple of minutes, unable to decide what to do. too late. everyone from the top floor of my house (that being jack, tony, claire and lucy) came cascading down the stairs, and then also stood paralysed with laughter at the sight of me. after about five minutes when they’d eventually stopped, they’d gone downstairs to see what was going on and curiosity got the better of me and i crept downstairs and peeked through the kitchen door window, only to see everyone stood outside with a porter there. and a porter saw me and beckoned me out. and i was shaking my head saying ‘nooo, noo’ but then his face went all stern so i popped my head round the door.. exposing myself to the whole of st. lawrence court.

god, the shame! i’ll never live that one down.

i will write more tomorrow. promise. some interesting events last friday are worth documenting, i thinks.