Years ago I was returning home from a long night in a rock bar, a little the worse for wear. When I got to the front door I discovered, after much rummaging around in my pockets that I had forgotten my keys.

Looking in throuhg the letter box I saw our cat sat on the bottom of the stairs looking at me.

"Oi cat! open the door?"

I pleaded drunkenly. It just looked at me in a pitful way and said

"Me? Oww?"

Boom tish!

I thangyaw!

Thank god that's all done, time for a spot of lunch I think.

(Old Nick looks at watch)

FUCK!

Hardly bloody worth it as I am going at 4.

Could do the old "I worked through my lunch break so I am going early" bit.

But I want to have a nose round here first.
See what all you people with time on your hands have been up to.

After a quick walk and some ciggieness.

In other news.

Wibble.

And I want to PLAY.

On here I mean, I want to talk rubbish and sling smut and poke fun and get the mickey taken out of me and stuff.

And I want to know that someone is safe and well...

But work has jumped up and bit me in the arse so I have to actually do some.

and then some more.

this sort of thing should not be allowed on a Friday.

In other news, I am very worried. No PM. No post.