My spelling is atrocious. Wait..actually my spelling & grammar are quite god, but my ability to type is lacking due to my theory that when writing blog at lunch time (in a hurry) is better to go for quantity than quality, so I apologise because I know how annoying it can be to read paragraphs of text filled with spelling mistakes and transposed letters. Speakingof which..has anyone besides me noticed that people today overuse/m,isuse the possessive form excessively. It seems that whenever a word ends with s people are inclined to through in the old apostrophe…For eg. ‘pizza’s of all size’s’ or ‘a few great idea’s ‘ Just one of those wee things that drives me a bit batty..battier than I already am that is.

OK - so Sunday night I saw a side of Miss Jennifer MacPhail I’d never seen before. It would also be wise to note that I’m not sure I want to se it again..or maybe I do. I’m still not sure whether to be disturbed or proud of her..am leaning towards the latter. She held her own and that is generally a good thing. The fact that she was holding her own against a wee punk of 13 is irrelevant.

Here’s how the Jen Reveal went down:

Keri, Jen & I were walking home around 10..00 from our non-quiz night at a pub. We’d just turned off Princes street and were passing by McDonald’s when, out of nowhere, a McDonald’s paper cup (empty) bounced off the back of Jen’s head. She stopped dead in her tracks. So did Keri & I. I looked back and there were a group of punk boys all scattered about. Jen got this really strange look on her face and an aggressive stance I’d never seen before and in a rather commanding voice demanded to know who had thrown the cup. One of the kids was like ’wasn’t me..it was my friend..’ (ok..he had a really strong accent..Scottish trash accent really..but can’t replicate it in writing) Jen proceeded to declare that she was going to er ‘kick his butt' ..something like that anyway..there may have been a few other words used,I can’t really recall. By this point I was following her..not sure whether to stop her or join her and Keri had completely frozen (sidenote..do NOT rely on Keri to back you up in a bar fight..or any sort of encounter..she simply wouldn't be able to..) I probably woudl have frozen too except I had my pleather jacket on so was feeling rather tough and greaser-like. If I'd had my jean jacket on would have been a whole different story..

Anywho, Jen proceeded to locate cup-throwing culpirt and woman-handled him just a wee bit to let him know she was nay impressed with being random victim of his childish behaviour. OH he was scared, he ran into the empty street, trying to hide behing his friends, with JEn quick on his trail. ANd tehn, as quickly as it had started, teh whol ordeal ended. Jen held her stance for a few moments, said a few more intimidating things that I can't recall and then turned back towards us. DId I mention she did this all while in a cute, orange skirt and with her BEtty Boop purse strung around her neck. It was quite the sight and I must say Keri & I were v. impressed. I am so glad that she stood up for herself..I am pretty sure i wouldn't have and darn sure Keri couldn't have. Jen, I salute you..and I try my hardest to never ever p*ss you off.

Oh, as sidenote: When we got back home we were dissecting the whole incident and Keri was going on like 'I can't believe you did that Jen, I never would have imagined you'd do something like that..' Then she looks over at me and says 'I might expect that from you Shan...' Thanks Keri, thanks a lot... ;)

I hope Jen finds a job soon. She deserves one and a good one...not one that isn't even in the A-Z guide to Edinburgh.