the skid marks are from demonstrating the unleashing of all that pent up energy from the "not stud up hominid not stance"it is quite impressive.
we do not have a picture of bygads flotation devises strapped to his trike ready for a rescue, but when we got to the café he sort of became interested in food and coffee and sort of lost interest.
tow of me! that will never happen having this much sanity in one place would rip a hole in fuzzy fantasy that the rest of you call reality but is merely a figment of your sick minds, i was just going to clone several extra legs.
i have now received a chair it came with a manual! gone are the days when you walked up to a desk sat in a chair and that was it, now there are adjustments and fine-tuning air bladders, there is one leaver on the chair that is not in the book, being of the school of thought that buttons and levers are there to be used, i will pull that one tomorrow and see what happens.
it will not be like the time i turned all the traffic lights of in the town centre while manning the cctv and traffic control room, i was only in the set up menu fine tuning some of the settings how new "sink, chain, block, central y/n" would turn them all off, you would think they would labile it or some thing!
No one missed me, no one went looking for me.
There I was on the Farne Islands, only a stone's throw from Wooler, and Seahouses and Lucker. 
should I rephrase that? 
