Next instalment on Monday, as there's no way I can do this on the ageing 186, clockwork machine that masquerades as a PC in my flat. And it's just possible that some of you may actually have real jobs, and be reading this at work. Although I doubt it. Punksters with a job? Perish the thought.
Unless we include advertising executives. But then that's not a real job, is it?
What a week that was. We are up to 520 readers now. 520 heroes checking in daily to read my poopathetic dribblings! Who'd have thunk it. And sometime on Monday, I may even be getting a new page that makes it a bit easier to read my mumblings. Punk Sanderson "AUTHOR". Look out Harry Potter, here comes the Vicar.
