Weird shit from the past just randomly comes back to me. I’m on the way home today and I suddenly remember when I was in Year Seven and we had to do a project on a religion. I chose something extremely pissweak (Quakers I think) but my best friend at the time picked Satanism. All the teachers and Jebus loving types were outraged. Put a smile on my face for once. I so wish it was me who’d done it.