If clothes maketh the man… I’m in trouble!
We can and should do both: but which is better?
No, not that sort. Actual baggage. Bags.
(You can tell it’s Sheffield because of the tram.)
Usually, I do my research and know exactly what I want. This time…
In the future we were supposed to have more free time. And yet…
Finally! A scientific reason why I’m always late.
Keeping track of your off-line thoughts.
Not the country, nor the state. You know me by now, don’t you?
A slightly daft way to say “I’ve been spring cleaning”.
Or is it always doomed to fail in time?
Some blue-sky thinking with a bit of Devil’s Advocate thrown in for luck.
Like bricks and mortar, it’s what you do with them that counts.
Please tick the box that best approximates… even if none applies.
Well… apparently I am. I don’t remember doing this at all.
It’s taken me some time, but I’ve have been having a clear out. But what I really need is a modern email program.
With voting closed and the results not due to be announced until next week… what is a boy to do?
Today’s A level results-fest always reminds me of what happened to me… 30 years ago.