Guns of Navarone -still not working and I have lost patience, as usual. See you next Tuesday technology.

Oh my lovelies, it ain't bin working for days and days....though the step-twat has managed to keep his bowles clarified during the interregnum. I can sniff him on the stair, or behind an arrass. Willie Shake-a-Speare for those struggling. The lap-dog is in quarantine, the mains PC is about as fast as Linford when compared with Usain, and I am about to tear up the rest of the country. Pigs, pigs, pigs - come and have a go....I am looking for death.