Leap years are fun arn't they? There is something about a secret day that only comes up once every year that is divisible by 4.........like an Easter Egg in a video game. Here in England apparently there is a tradition of girls asking guys to marry them on Leap Year, it seems that is the socially sanctioned day for tradition to go all topsy turvey. DON"T PANIC! I'm not asking Chris to marry me, but in the tradition of Leap Year weirdness, Chris spotted my doppleganger on the bus today.
Freaky! I promise that's not me (I cycle and dont' take the bus, and anyway that is Waterloo bridge if I'm not mistaken), but the hair, the shape of the face, everything is soo similar. Chris assures me that she is a less attractive version of me, though the photo I'm sure doesn't do this girl justice. I wonder if she has a goatee, like evil Spock in that Mirror episode of Start Trek TOS. I guess it shows that you really can find anything in London, even your doppelgänger.
Cheers!
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