Porridge

Went to E’s play last Friday night, it was alright, not too long as most plays are, E was really good in it, actually he was really good in the last one we saw too. This one was pretty full on, there was a part in it where E was feeding a crippled guy porridge and the cripple wouldn’t eat it and it dribble all over him. So E got mad and grabbed a tea towel to clean it up, then in an angry motion, snatched the tea towel in such a way that a large amount of porridge went flying into the air and landed mostly on my head and shoulders, with a splatter on my shoe. Later I found some in my bag too. That bit of the play wasn’t so good.
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