I will be here all week. At some point during my journey northwards I appear to have passed through a rift in the space-time continuum and have found myself in 1950’s Yorkshire. My hotel does not have the Internet, and when I asked for a Cappuccino the waiter looked at me much like a monkey would look at an iPod.

What this means, of course, is that things might be a little light here this week. For that reason I suggest you avail yourselves of the archives to the right, there is some good stuff in there, probably, and if you find it, do not forget to let me know. Also, check out Big Blogger (link to the right), as I am still in the house, which is nice, but there are some others in there who are worth reading, even if I have not yet copped off with any of the girls.

If I can get my coupe up to 88 miles-per-hour I will pop in at some point before Thursday night. Otherwise, see you in a couple of days.

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