Quit your day job. Go on. I dare you.

Near the office where I’m working there’s a big high school. Every lunch time hundreds of kids pile out and besiege the chip shops, newsagents and generally hang about the alleyways. It’s central London, and the kids look tough. To be honest they make me a bit nervous. I don’t understand a word they say or how they dress or what they’re doing. They’re half my age and live in a completly different world.

 Then tonight I watched a bit of Waterloo Road, a BBC drama about schools. I got a glimpse into that world and saw it through both the eyes of the teachers and the kids. Suddenly I’m thinking how great it would be to be in touch with people half my own age. How real it would be and how fulfilling.

 Obviously I’m watching too much telly. And also starting to entertain the odd hair-brained scheme again. Must focus.

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