So, any more childhood tales you remember that are neat?
"Well I don't know if i'd call it neat, but... There was this time when I was like... 8? I think? Miraculously the orphanage ended up with surplus french fries after dinner and, both me and my brother thinking this was a good idea, we both grabbed handfuls of them and stuffed them in our pockets for safe keeping and so we could munch on them later.... Of course we then decided to hang around the beach after... Let's just say.. We were swiftly found out by the local seagull population and relentlessly attacked..." He stops to laugh at the memory. "I think one of the gulls nearly stole my shorts right off of me!"












