This Is This

You lot, honestly.

I post something about Nasrullah Stanekzai, I expose coolness in the Afghan ministerial cabinet, and I get one reply.

I get, no - secure,  the rights - the RIGHTS - to read out a poem about the nature of love, on the 250th birthday of William Blake and barely an eyelid is bat.

Then I write one post that mentions artificially inseminated turkeys and the switchboard lights up. I think I’ve found the level here. It’s really jizz monkeys and knob gags, right?

Anyway, short post today and no video post this week because I’ve been shaking off a cold and I don’t sound to great. My colleagues have put up with me but then they are paid to and I won’t be here much longer.* As far as I know anything about this blog, it’s my understanding than no cash actually changes hands.

This time next week I’ll be fighting fit and well into my pre-Christmas cocktail drinking training regime. Kir. Kir Royale. Kir Royale with cheese.

Have a good weekend. You got the Weekend Song tomorrow, some more stuff on Sunday, then Monday and daily all right through until 2008. Keep it. Check ya. Out.

*At work, I mean. I’m not that ill.

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