Boring Sunday afternoon

On Sunday I was very bored. So bored in fact that I began to daydream. This does not help the whole working/staying awake ratio. Damn this overactive imagination.

Anyway, after leading the team in rendition of The fresh Prince of Bel Air theme tune, I made the audacious claim that I was the Peter Pan of shadows.

I have no idea what that means (although I'm guessing it means that if I were a shadow, then I'd be jumping about like an idiot while the person projecting the shadow stood still).

As I said. I was very bored.