The lie we've all told

“How are you Terry?”

I’m miserable, I hate my job, I’m lonely, I’m not sleeping, none of my plans for life have come off, I’m worried about money, I’m worried about cutbacks, I miss my Mum, I’m a failure, I’m...

Oops I’d, better answer.

“I’m fine thanks. What about you?”

He followed Dory's advice

Alfie spluttered.

He wasn’t a strong swimmer, and felt like he’d been stuck in the deep water for an age.

Furthermore, despite his efforts, the dry ground seemed just as far away.

He persisted, kicking relentlessly.

After a mammoth effort, he reached the edge of the pool.

25m back-stroke achieved! 

Well?

After deliberating, Danny decided to play a trick on some of his friends.

He knew that it wasn’t particularly funny or clever, but wanted to see what reactions it caused, (if any).

After a little planning and preparation, the ruse was ready.

Danny waited, interested to see the results.

B ang

He’d known it would come to this.

The others looked as he felt; apprehensive but ready, anticipating the gun-shot that would play such a huge part in their destinies.

For what felt like an age, he waited.

When he heard it, he ran. His shot at Olympic glory was underway.