The GEnius and the ruskin cress monolouges

good morning guys as you are aware I’m serialising ges book in chat this week a confession first now the secretive work I did at rushkin college is revealed I hope the likes of Alfie and skep guy will now see why I used a cover story about being a student there thanks this reading is from chapter 2 its called my road to damacus.   The year was 1982 I was a free man again I had taken to wearing a tweed blazer and wearing nhs glasses times were a changing to quote bob! id also taken to reading the guardian I was finding work hard to secure with my record I flick through the job pages in the guardian a battison of the working class this paper I thought nothing for a street fighting man but wait this job description made my heart skip a beat. walter mitty character to do highly secretive work with cress at rushkin college oxford I saw no point rining the said number I was living in east London at the time next door to Charlie kray I decided to cycle the 60 odd miles I knew this would impress my potential employers and sure enough cycling there pretty much got me the job I was told the highly secretive nature of this underground cress monitoring fortified factory don’t know if you guys are aware but if you ever grew cress at school the scouts wherever that cress wasn’t binned its sent to rushkin monitored by guys like me I was chief labeller. fast forward 6 months. a young temp from Banbury had turned up his name was tom sawyer from Banbury a terrible blaise attiude to the cress he would often smoke over the cress this could lead to contamination. one day il never forget it it was a Friday around 3pm tom had mixed up 5 of abbeywood schools cress samples with another school called abbey high I was going to seriously rebuke this young buck! I found hm smoking outside with some other workers tom I said. ge he said your are without a doubt the biggest busy body I have ever met in my life he said then he chucked a torrent of abuse at me and signed off with well ge I’m working the isle of wight butlins this summer and your here monitoring cress footnote when I saw signed off he flicked me the bird on the way out then I heard glass smashing I presumed it was my car window I decided to let the other guys go early I wandered around my cress palace but tom sawyers lingering words about this strange place the isle of wight where whirling around my head where was this exotic place? what was this red coat tribe? I drove home that night windowless with some soul searching too do. thanks again guys chapter 3 will feature how ge made a boat from balsa wood and sailed to the isle of wight and how he became mayor from chalet cleaner in 6 hours. ching ching

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