Class was over and I was wet with sweat. It was a great class as always. Our Pilates instructor is young, energetic and fun. It is the kind of exercis... class that makes you want to attend. You work your butt off and feel great doing it. I have been in this class for over a year and everyone attends with regularity. Although I was one of the older participants I enjoyed being around all the youngsters with their high level of energy.After class I was a little slow in collecting my things before. The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I’ve never played before for this homeless man. And as I played “Amazing Grace”, the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together.When finished, I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car. Though my head was hung low, my heart was full. As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, “I never seen anything like. What's next the CIA?" he asked with a laugh."Beats me, I just roll with it. I have an agent now," I said with a laugh."Yeah, I been seeing those promos on TV for your reality show. What the hell is up with that?" he asked."Would you believe me, if I told you I had no fucking idea. I just take the assignments I want, and they film me secretly." I said smiling. "Then they pay me." What the hell, I could do that," he said."I don't think you would do it, the way I do it," I laughed again. I pause a. I felt quite envious when Marina said the winning candidate would be supported to continue getting qualifications up to PhD level. I know the advert said as much but they do not always carry their promises through to full professorship.”Lauren set out to drive to Findon before 7 o’clock on Saturday, to arrive at breakfast time as invited, her fiancé Colin wearing a suit and tie for the first time since he interviewed for a university place some seven or eight years before. Fortunately, his old.