I went back to Hartlepool with mum and dad after their trip to Scotland. My school friends and I had planned in advance to meet up for a reunion this weekend, so the timing was perfect.
I have noticed, that each time I go back home, David's behaviour is becoming stranger and stranger. Perhaps he's just a little eccentric, or perhaps there's something not quite right. You decide...
- On arrival, David was dressed like this:
As the picture isn't so clear, I'll explain that he's cut the sleeves off his t-shirt, and is wearing the sleeves around this neck, ready to pull up over his face to make him look like a ninja/terrorist.
- He then appeared from the kitchen drinking this ambiguous liquid from a jam jar:
He claimed that this was chilled urine, and is part of his new fitness regime. The scary thing was, that I didn't actually feel suprised by this!
So I decided to go out and spend some time with some slightly saner people.
NB. Just so you don't all feel nauseated, it was apple juice, not urine.
