Lets face it, 2 free lessons in my school day are not going to be filled with hard core revision. It's gospel truth that I have faced more many years and I've come to terms with. I'm lazy, there's no way around it.
But in times of pure laziness and a fruit bowl at your disposal, greatness can be concieved.
Unintentionally inspired by 'Miranda' and her fruit friends, I managed to create a colony of feral oranges. I know, feral oranges. They had faces and everything. I count that as feral.
It's a fact of life that if something has a face then it will go on a rampage at some point in it life, like wasps. They're deceptive. You can't see their face, but their heartless reign of terror is inevitable when you least expect it. For example in a pub garden, I'll set the scene: It was a sunny day in mid summer, the birds are twittering away and we meet up with the grandparents, so a pub lunch is guaranteed. We sit down on a picnic table in the field and order the drinks. A wasp (i want to say 'bee-lined' but i can't bring myself to do it) dived like a bomber into my nan's neck. HEARTLESS BASTARD. An elderly woman?! I mean seriously, these wasps have no morals what so ever. Someone should really sort that shit out.
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