I'm sorry, but thanks for the pm. You did NOT just pop into a dating sight and see my profile, because my profile does not appear on ANY dating site!

So don't say the old "send email and photographs" malarky and all that gubbins because I am not falling for this rubbish.

this is the third PM based message of this kind I have had recently, the other two being the old standards that a lot of us have gotten with the "Remember, distance age and colour are no limit to love" or whatever on the end.

I don't know what the point of this stuff is or how they get to us via pm's but it is very annoying.

Grrr and such.

venty venty.

Might have to write another bunny episode.

Well it keeps me out of trouble.

If you don't count guitar stuff, I am not much of a gadget head reeeeely, but still-

1. What gadget could you not be without?
Boringly enough, my phone. It has recieved messages that have made me happy, sad, laugh out loud and even cry. Bastard thing! think I will have to smash it now.

2. What gadget do you not own but wish you did?
My own personal Terminator. Very useful.

3. What would be you ideal secret agent gadget?
Something that would give me the martial arts skills of Bruce Lee at the touch of a button.

4. Which gadget would you like to have invented?
Velcro. Is that a gadget?

5. The next big thing will be...?
Whatever comes out after HD TV. Soooper doooper high wonder stunnorama TV. Then replacement Eyes that can actually see in HD. I think its a load of bollocks anyway.

This weekend the plan is to take Sarah to Chessington World of Adventures

Yes, we are going no matter what the weather and we will be having a good time!

Now it will be like old times when we go there because the last time I was there was back when the Moff was Sarahs age. I used to be press-ganged into going by S&F, as they hated going on all the big scary rides that Moff wanted to go on, and I “grudgingly” went on them with her. That’s what Godfathers are for right? Now I don’t think Sarah is as fearless as the Moff was but I am hoping she may “need” me to take her on something scary. Like the Vampire (if its still there).

Of course if Sarah does not fancy them I wont force her to go on, I may just have to own up and go on one on my own. Like a bid sad Billy no mates kid.

As Rush once sung. I started the working day by making Jacobite jump out of his skin – all I did was walk up to my desk (which is behind him) and say “’mornin’” but so stealthy was my approach that he was shocked. And called me a “Bastid!”

I felt guilty about that when I realised that he had also done something very very nice for me. He had brought in his wireless laptop for me to use! He said it was just sitting at home doing nothing so I could borrow it till I can get something sorted out at “home”. Personally I think he is sick to death of hearing me whinge about the turgid and rank pc and not being able to blog from home. See – whinging works!

This also means that I may be able to join the ranks of the bed bound bloggers if S&F let me have the password to their wireless modem thingeymabob. Or even the toilet.

Bet you can’t wait for that.

Anyway may I just say that although Jacobite is an excellent swearer and can give the impression of being an angry Glasgie heeder, he is a very nice and generous bloke.

He is also the one that gave me the new Razor phone thing as he didn’t need it and my old phone was a bit knackered.

So in short, he is a top man.

And I has wireless laptop borrowment joy. I HAS IT!