So, Ghost Hunting got rearranged, it's now on Friday 26 February. Same rules apply.
Right formalities over, it's Friday afternoon and everyone's very bored in the office (Yes, The Plague Doctors have office jobs).
I'm so bored I can't think of anything to write about. I'm so bored I can't find anything on the entire internet to amuse me for more than ten minutes. I'm so bored I just drank a can of Apple Tango, just for something to do. And there's still two hours to go. It's the 2 o'clock lull. Nobody can beat the 2 o'clock lull.
Nothing's happening. We've just spent half an hour discussing which is better: Bolton or Huddersfield. There isn't a winner. I've just spent the last ten minutes watching videos of Jimmy Glass scoring the goal that kept Carlisle United in the football league. It's extremely moving, and at this vulnerable time of the day, I found myself close to tears. Someone should make a film out of it. Actually, scrap that, nothing could come close to capturing the glory of Glass; what they should do is show it on big screens in city centres to cheer up commuters. Actually, scrap that too, everyone would just get bored of it really quickly, and that would be a shame.
Brother Paul
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