Bryn Is A Sneaky Bastard

It’s official: Bryn is a sneaky bastard.

So last night, I’m just settling down to a glass of cheap red wine and a stack of about 40 student CVs when a lady called Shelley Upton – one of the interviewers I’ll be working with – comes up to me and hands me a folded piece of paper with “Dan” written on it. “I’ve been told to give you this,” she says, with a very serious face.

Not knowing what to expect, I slowly unfold the paper. Inside is a message:

“I’m out of the game. – B”