At the weekend, I saw people selling T-Shirts that said:

Make Capitalism History

Having lived in Sheffield for a few years, all my limbs have now been replaced with knives and forks. No spoons. Yet.

All this plays havoc with airport security, but is worth it, for a stainless body can only lead to inceased purity of mind.

Feedback!

I didn’t get trenchfoot at Glastonbury, despite my best efforts.

Photos to follow.

Welcome back to the blog. The archive is still broken, probably because of my web host. Contact me if you can offer cheap web hosting.

A big woo for the forthcoming Glastonbury adventure.

A big raspberry for the link between blogger and my web host being broken.

Food

I made my speciality tonight:

“thing in a pan”

Its dead easy:

1. Throw some stuff in a pan

2. Open the wine

3. Get on the phone

4. When its cooked, the smoke alarm goes off

Hey presto!

Yay

After a mere, ooh, 8 years, I now have a bathroom door that closes, a
staircase to the attic that looks like a staircase and not a bonfire,
and a floor without holes in it.

Yay for my house.

Now I will have to sell it to pay for the work.