How I Met Your Father – Episode 2. Leeds.

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EPISODE 2

FADE IN:

INT. A SITTING ROOM, TWO CHILDREN ARE SAT ON THE SOFA LOOKING INCREDIBLY BORED AND RUEING THE DAY THEY WERE BORN. (Much like you are right about now)

I will not continue this in script format mainly because I don’t know how to.  I am, however, attending a script writing course tomorrow so you have that to look forward to next week.

All you need to know is that this is a continuation of Episode 1.  I have been reading a lot of autobiographies recently (see pictures – links here).  They all start with the same few chapters where the comedian/author/Nobel Peace Prize winner is living in some kind of loft struggling to make ends meet.  No matter how tough the journey, the reader is safe in the knowledge that it all ends well and the person does achieve something otherwise they wouldn’t have written the book in the first place.

With the confidence and stupidity possessed only by myself and Katie Price, I have decided to write my autobiography before I actually achieve anything in the desperate hope that by the time I write the ending something fabulous will have happened. I only hope it doesn’t involve Celebrity Big Brother, plastic surgery or a bright pink horse trailer but you never know.

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