I remember last year you posting a photo of yourself, elbow on the mantlepiece, cheesy grin, a "we've won it again" look in your eye, tongue out drooling over a certain trophy.
Not being as photogenic as you but commited to believing that you had not exploited the trophy to it's full magical extent I have begun a campaign, nay a crusade, to bring out its potential. The crusade starts here.................................
Every morning Cannock grinds to a halt and men salute as the trophy is paraded.......
Taking on board the OFSTED recommendation of daily worship all schoolchildren now pray to their most modern gourde
The Art Department have thrown away their naked bodies and bowls of fruit.....now it's the trophy
Intellectuals from the 6th Form Psychology group stare at it, looking for that special guidance and deep meaning
In the evenings it rests, safe in the bosom of it's rightful owner
Here endeth day 1 of 366