No picture though, just description. Which is probably just as well for readers of a nervous disposition. Oh yes, and I'm not a girl. That was just a bare-faced lie. Although why you'd want a lie or anything else to be anything other than bare-faced I'm not entirely sure; I've never been one for balaclavas. Unless of course you want to keep your hard-boiled ostrich egg warm.
I told the Exmouth Journal about my quiz night next Friday, and they put it on page 3, in case you're wondering what I'm on about. It's the third time I've been in the local rag relating to my Sahara Trek. The second time was when I emailed round the athletics club, and someone was kind enough to put it in the sports pages at the back (Roger Rowe, presumably).
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