What's that you say?
I said, 'Have you seen my funky chicken?'
Now if you don't know the answer to the second time then you clearly have never been to a christian camp in the UK... for those of you who do know, I now have my very own version.
'Have you seen my Karen Fisher?' is a very funny verse, but it needs to be heard to be believed.
Weekend Awayyyyyyy was fantastic. I loved it loads. Although we had hardly any sunshine, the beach time was great and the teaching was amazing. Of course I am camera-less at the moment so pictures may follow, who knows.
There is, however, concrete evidence that I drove a van this weekend. Not a huge one, just a normal sized transit van. I think I did really well, and I'm proud of me. No crashes (thank God, I can't afforded a £100 excess!) and one slight detour on the way.
Emma was in the van with me, and we definitely don't fit the van driving stereotype. I think we even proved our girlieness by not knowing where the fuel cap was!
Ladies and Gentlemen, I have achieved a driving lifetime ambition! Next up is a minibus, with actual people in it!
