Due to a bizarre twist of…probably my back. I can’t spend an awful lot of time typing at the moment. So until I can come up with something that doesn’t involve inhumane shoulder transplants and a desire to kill anyone or anything that even looks hard at my back…I leave you with Dylan Moran (He of Black Books fame)…hey! he is cheering me up.
More discombobulated ramblings as soon as I can spend more than 5 minutes typing.