I HATE the number, 9!

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Oh, and I was in Vancouver with a group from my clubhouse. I've decided to go my seperate way, and I was thrown for a loop, when I've found out that my favourite store was closed down, so I've headed to the Antique Mall acrossed the street, and I still couldn't find what I wanted, and I was so furious that I've got dissoriented, and I've had to wait for a taxi at the police station for 45 minutes, and that's why it took me so long to get back in front of a Box of Bits (computer). That's a whole different story, all together.

When I was in Pre-school, at the age of five, my class went to Victoria, BC for the day. All of us kids got to explore the inside of a Routemaster. Before that, I was obsessed with Mounties, Hockey and normal kid things. After I've explored the interior of that Routemaster, I was obsessed with London, Routemasters and Black Austin Taxis. How's that for being a Freak?

That's not being a freak Cockney, it's finding your, erm, well destiny is the best word for it. Remember in the story of Joan of Arc when she saw the angel to tell her to save France? You seeing the interior of the Routemaster is like that angel moment, see?

Thank you!

I hope you had fun!