All term I have railed against the flossing antics of my class. The little sods have flossed down the corridor in front of Ofsted, flossed in assembly in front of the director of education and flossed repeatedly in the lunch queue.
They had tried to teach me and I valiantly tried to learn. I couldn't do it until Thursday... the penultimate day of term.
I can now proper floss and quite quickly. I am keeping up my new skills by flossing up a storm. I actually don't think I have control over it.
No one was in the Morrisons frozen bit when I had a little floss - my hips just seized the moment and I went with it.
I know AIBVVVVVVVVU.