Eleven pm, Friday night. You would expect the future rangers to be prancing around hazy dance-floors, perfecting their moves so that by the time they get power ranger outfits they can strut their stuff with the synchronisation of a large shoal of fish.
Instead I am sorry to report that pretty much everyone is in bed, at work or has gone home for the weekend (except me - I'm in the kitchen drinking Rosé and listening to Gerry Rafferty). Further to the bad news, the two pounds which Alex gained from selling a worthless burger-press has not been added to the fund. Said burger-press remains on its cardboard pedestal across the table from me - I am starting to doubt he will get round to dropping it off and collecting the precious fund money.
As well as this, it has been a while since I last mentioned the vegetable spiralizer and wet floor sign that we put on gumtree at the beginning of our quest towards glory. Unsurprisingly this is because no-one is interested in buying them. Their loss though because I used the spiralizer to knock up a wicked stir-fry yesterday.
However it is not all doom and gloom this weekend; I am pleased to report a donation from Oscar's mum, the first person to donate who hasn't been quasi-coerced into doing so from me, boosting the fund by £1.20 - thanks Leah! If you are ever a subject of petty or moderate crime we will be happy to run to your aid. Current total £17.15, all for now x
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