OK

Here is how it goes:

I am a Cockney Bitch and also Don Carbonara.

Rosie is a Cockney Pimp and Don Tagliatele.

Aimee is a Cockney Ragamuffin from the streets of Kentish Town, and also runs the Triads.

Adam is a camp hairdresser called Isaac who is a general Mafia bitch and also may be dying of Plymouth Disease.

And... I wasn't at school today. I was savaged by a rabid cat.

The sad truth is that I am only half joking.

Alriiight?

Hey guys, school tomorrow. So that will, I'm sure, be a right ol' laugh for all involved.

Ahem. Yes.

So hopefully we can have a reunion rave on the bus, and annoy EVERYONE, and we can use our fave quote, courtesy of Emilie the Chav in the summer term of '07:

"WILL YOU STOP BEING SO BLOODY WEIRD!".

Some people are so very charming, aren't they.

You guys had better post, or I will send you to Coventry, or hold you in contempt of court, or whatever. Anyway. Toodles.

Damn. I promised myself I would never say that. Ah well, that's all my new years resolutions broken then.

Oi Missus!

Hey dudettes, what's going on? It occurs to me that our blog is like a message forum where we can leave personal messages for eachother. So I just have this to say:

HOT CALUM IS HOT!

Mmmm, so very hot indeed. Hmmm.

And I also got a Wii for Crimbo. What larks, hey Pip?

Aimee, you must post indeed on your lovely random blog. Post. Do it now...

Is Rosie in London? Rosie? Are you in London? I have made a plan: We must all three get us a flat to share in London, and we would have lots of merry japes and tomfoolery. I have found a one-woman show called "Not stalking David Tennant".
Fair enough.

Bye people of the big fat world.