I happened to pass you by between Piccadilly Circus and All Saints' Church the other day, and I got too shy to talk to you... You had pink hair, lol! I so regretted my stupidosity. What I meant to tell you was : I am so glad that you get along well, and I am sure you will do fine in this job of advising young people that you got. Following the show, I thought you had the right behaviour towards the rules of the camp and so on. Sometimes you got to do bad in order to do good (that's fairly common a thought, but anyway...). Take care Antoine
