Icebug123′s:
Starter: Soup with floating worms
Egg sandwich with margarine
Main Course: Magets in mince pies, with slugs in sausage
Spaghetti with snails
Cherries in a role with bits of nut
Yorkshire pudding with tomato pips in it
Potatoes with hair and salad cream
A bit of a shoe with butter in
A potato sandwich
Runner beans with fish
Pudding: Apple pie with pineapple and sweetcorn
A rabbit ear
Ice cream with brussel sprouts in it
Cake with maggot and fish spreading
Donut wuth milk and cherrys in

Dad’s:
Starter: Egg, rhubarb and vinegar soup with toasted mouldy bread
Main Course: Poached elephant trunk in petrol sauce
Served with:
- hedge trimmings
- hedgehog spikes
- cherry shampoo
- choctalate coated dishwasher tablets
Pudding: Extra special Christmas pudding made with:
- eggs
- flour
- milk
- brown sugar
- plain flour
- chopped acorns and conkers
- pickled onions
- rose petals
- bath bombs
- firelighters (grated)
- whipped honey and mustard
Served with hot apple, red pepper and coca-cola sauce

Mine:
Starter: Pig poo, wood and car tyre soup
Main Course: Mushed egg, seaweed, old shoe, cushion, TV, candle, carbord box, mouldy sweet, brussel sprout and banana chocolate, toe nail clippings and socks that smell of cheese pizza, severed with a plastic bag, mayonase and mustard
Desert: DVD in mud cooked paper pie with lego ice cream on top

1. draft a newspaper report
2. type it up. i used miss blume’s (my teacher’s) computer. it kept freezing on me and it wouldn’t save properly. in the end i had to save it on her memory stick.
3. then we did wrote ‘an extra parigraph’ for the book we’re reading (the railway children). with the year’s ‘teacher in training’. we had to act and i ended up being a scottish doctor.
4. then we did games. i got in the slowest, dumbest, group (no offence to the people who were in that group). i had the worst teacher in the school doing our group. she seriously has something against my year. even more against me. and i only had about 2 hours sleep last night, so i forgot that the rounders ball wasn’t a hockey ball. then she kept looking at me when i was only using one hand on the hockey stick. she told me off! i sure hate her. well i almost started crying with humiliation. i cant believe i did that! i was like “whats she shouting ‘hockey ball!’ at me for?” then once i was half way back to my team, i realized. i had a rounders ball.

oh well. hope tomorrows better. cya!
~#Lakera#~