Chapter By Chapman

*Disclaimer: I realise that my 'rescue' of Frodo was not as heroic or dramatic as it could've been and he was perfectly happy to continue waddling along if I hadn't intervened.* Everyone sitting comfortably? Ok, here we go! It was a normal Saturday in March, sunny enough to not need a jacket but warm enough to wear jeans. I was meeting my friends in town to do a little bit of shopping before I had work in the afternoon. And I was running late, as always. I finally made it out the house 5 minutes before I was due to meet my friends and they were at least a 15 minute drive away. As I pulled up to the end of my road, there was a learner driver reversing around the corner, as there always is! But I waited patiently behind them, despite my annoyance, and as I was just glancing ahead, something caught my eye on the pavement opposite the junction. At first, I thought I was seeing a brown paper bag floating in the wind, but as I glanced back, I realised it was in fact, an

I have worked at my local Fish and Chip shop for the past 6 years. I started working a few shifts after school when I was 14 to save some pocket money and since I have increased my hours to weekday lunchtimes, 5 days a week, which I have worked for the last 10 months. The reason I stayed on this year was because firstly, I needed a job. When I finished my University course last year, and moved back home, I was lazing around doing nothing productive so it filled my time while I worked out what I wanted to do. Then when I got my second job, behind the bar at a gastro pub, it didn’t affect my hours there so I stayed. Then as I auditioned for drama school, and was lucky enough to get onto the reserve list at my top choice, I knew that if I was offered a place last minute, I would need to have savings to be able to accept the place, and working at the fish and chip shop bumped up my income significantly. So it became a waiting game, and every new day I worked, I told myself that the