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Kelza's Grand Mural-Making Adventures
09:00AM - Arrive at the Club.
I got there at about five to nine. At first I was worried that nobody else would arrive until half nine (the usual time), and that I'd be standing out in the cold for half an hour, but then I realised that it was Thursday - the day that the Club usually hosts its weekly car boot sale. The main entrance wasn't open, but the sports hall was. So I just cut through the car boot sale and went to the room I was working in.
09:15AM - Deadline for having overalls on.
I'd left my overalls in the Chillout Room, where I was working, so there wouldn't be a big faff to find them. I had them on by nine o'clock, so already I was way ahead of my plan.
11:30AM - Girl's hair painted.
This was where the real work began. Tim and Vicky still hadn't arrived, so rather than wait I gave myself a good head start and got going. The caretaker of the building, Gordon, came in for a bit of a chinwag, stood watching me paint for a while (I'm starting to think that art is a spectator sport) and then made me a cup of tea. 'Twas lovely!
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I got there at about five to nine. At first I was worried that nobody else would arrive until half nine (the usual time), and that I'd be standing out in the cold for half an hour, but then I realised that it was Thursday - the day that the Club usually hosts its weekly car boot sale. The main entrance wasn't open, but the sports hall was. So I just cut through the car boot sale and went to the room I was working in.
09:15AM - Deadline for having overalls on.
I'd left my overalls in the Chillout Room, where I was working, so there wouldn't be a big faff to find them. I had them on by nine o'clock, so already I was way ahead of my plan.
11:30AM - Girl's hair painted.
This was where the real work began. Tim and Vicky still hadn't arrived, so rather than wait I gave myself a good head start and got going. The caretaker of the building, Gordon, came in for a bit of a chinwag, stood watching me paint for a while (I'm starting to think that art is a spectator sport) and then made me a cup of tea. 'Twas lovely!
( It continues beneath the cut... )