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Twenty One

This comes from a collection of various night-thought that I made whilst at University (the first time), and as such I have no knowledge or memory of it, owing to its place in the past (alongside someone called Kate who liked Gordon Brown and thought we should all give him a chance, a pub called The Black Horse, and the consumption of a meal in several stages [which is not the same as eating several courses]). It must have happened because here it is, we can all see it.

'On a trip to Africa [non specific]. Running around the grassland/savannah trying to find our lodge. I'm quite fast; I don't understand why everyone is following the same path. The countryside looks amazing, but in retrospect not that different to here. Every now and again someone distant laughs at me, but I pay no attention [though apparently enough to note it down]. I remember, on reaching the lodge, that I'd given my bag to a black guy to take for me. Where is it? Zoe shows me where it is, basically where I'd asked him to leave it. We're in the lodge. The place is a little run down and looks like the ocean liner bit from Crystal Maze [damn Tudor-Pole]. How do we get upstairs? When I eventually find a way, Stewart Lee is up there, telling one long boring joke that I laugh at awkwardly before walking away'
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