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We all knew
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ere is a Bio that my
friend wrote about me:
It has once been said that trees are tall and sensible. Wren is tall, but
is she sensible? Let's see... Wren once managed to leave her bag, containing her course notes,
wallet and favourite lip gloss (AHHHH), on the back seat of her beloved,
but often non-functioning, car Fred on the day when her dad drove it back
to London. This meant she had to cope with life in Nottingham with no
money for three weeks. Once when getting a bus home from Nottingham (a
trip she does every week) she managed to end up in Long Eaton (that's in
the next county!) and she has been stopped by the police for driving
around with her fog lights on a particularly unfoggy night. Once after a
trip to the pub, she decided to go to Wales (a four hour drive) for a
holiday. She left at 11pm, which is fine, except she had to be back at 6
pm the next day for a orchestra practice. So she spent a total 10 hours in
Wales (where she climbed a mountain!) before driving home and playing in a
Shostakovich recital.
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Wren, the
true powerpuff girl Buttercup:) |
No, Wren is not as
sensible as a tree. But she is definitely more busy than a tree, Wren is a
one woman whirlwind: When she's not in Santharia she has a job, does
charity work, kiddies work, playing her various instruments in various
orchestras, and trying to fit in a little degree work besides. Oh and
amuses all her friends greatly by taking at least an hour to get the punch
line to any joke ever written, dying her hair funny colours and walking
into lampposts occasionally. And she does all this in complete tardiness -
something uniquely endearing to Wren.
You'll probably recognize her by one of the best smiles you'll ever see.
Or perhaps by her supposed resemblance to the EVIL powerpuff girl
Buttercup.
Note Wren: I don't see the resemblance personally:\
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British (but I have an egyptian daddy, does
that make me more interesting?)
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