Friday 13 August 2004

The price of fame it seems is to not be able to access your own website at your place of work. I got in this morning, and fired up my computer, started Outlook and opened Internet Explorer… Hrmm, funny, my…

…and many happy returns to you, nevers! Sorry there’s no card waiting for you on the doormat when you get home, but I promise I will endeavour to send you some kind birthday type gift! ^__^