Who am I? Where do I come from? Who is doing all the thinking for me? My dress doesn't fit, can I get a refund?
Oozed from a gloopy swamp in Kent during the early Triassic, then trapped in a disused tube station for millions of years, I have returned to wreak havoc and mayhem upon the earth. But first I'm going to have a cup of tea and a sit down.
Tuesday, 30 January 2007
Blogs
Why do we blog? It is like shouting into the dark. Perhaps one day someone will answer. But it will still be dark.
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