Aaaaah!

I really regret allowing my flatmate to borrow my USB stick now...

As it turns out, there were a few family videos on it. I gave it away thinking the worst things that might be on it would be some old essays or photos... but evidently not. Instead, there was a seven year old me, dancing around the living room in a fairy dress. I also had a strangely Glaswegian accent (which my flatmate was adamant on highlighting). How that developed, I have no idea!

He swears that he just skipped through most of it, but I really doubt it. That's the last time I give a USB away without checking beforehand!