Blast from the class

Juicelog Sat 150406: Bumped into somebody from my not so shady past this afternoon. Whilst I was at the checkout paying for my 100% pure cotton cream coloured bed linen the checkout girl (Louise) looked up to me and said “you went to Sheen School didn’t ya”. I felt slightly ashamed when she asked me this question. Not by the fact that I attended Sheen school but because I didn't work out who she was straight away.

Louise was actually in my goddamn friggin’ class and one of the very few people that I actually didn’t mind being in a class with. She more or less looked the same but a bit slimmer. I was quite amazed that she managed to recognise me even though I had my cap on. As there was a queue behind me I didn’t get a chance to chit chat with her. Just in case you’re wondering the thread count of my bed linen was an indulgent 220.