Tonight I went to the Royal Albert Hall to represent the projects I work for at the RockCorps gig.
As I went in, the security woman checking my bag asked if I had anything sharp in it. I said “No. But I’ve got a knife, a Christmas card for my mum, a dog and a bomb.”
I explained that I didn’t have any of these things but that I did have Tourettes.
This convinced her, she let me through, and I went in shouting ‘Bang!’