Gingembre

As a matter of fact Joe, yes, I think it's immoral. It's a lifestyle choice that you're forcing on America. ~Peter Griffin

As emulated by ongoing banter with my stepsister, and a wide array of other copper tops in my life, I'm not particularly keen on gingers. I hear it's been scientifically proven that they don't have souls or something, but y'know, I don't like to speculate. I have GENUINELY read that they're more prone to body odour due to brittle hair though, so perhaps I have super-sensitive smelling, and it's that which is what puts me off? I jest, I jest... (though that second part is entirely true.) I'm no more ginger-ist than I am racist.

But this ongoing banter/minor prejudice has always prevented me from finding gingers attractive. This was, until recently, when I found myself oddly drawn toward somebody I keep seeing about college. He's one of 'my lot', as confirmed by a friend who went to school with him, and strangely attractive, has a cute-'carrotty'-quiff, has glasses, is slim, is fashion conscious, and he went to Thornden, hinting at him being crazy-intelligent. Appears to have a soul, and no wafts of malodour... perhaps there is some diversity in their genus?

Dropped a sneaky Facebook add the other day, which he soon accepted, and I used the age-old ploy of 'Oh you came up on my 'People You May Know' feed. :) x' to avoid any awkwardness. We ended up sat together in Academy today, having a good old chat about EPQ ideas...

Could it be that I'm susceptible to 'Weasley charm' after all?

Yours mediocrely
Luke