People really do just double down rather than ruminate for a minute and make a minor concession and I know I'm often kinda timid, but it strikes me as odd, Ms C. Weird red and mad man.

I did try to put it to a couple of journalists, but they were not fussed, to my dismay (I did a lot of drinking about it).

So *extremely* fucken looking forward to this. I hope it fucken hurts.

I discovered this for myself many years ago, when I worked out the actual network capacity we had vs what was needed.

I had to be put in a room with a senior manager who explained yes, they were all aware, it's the same all over, this is indeed what had happened and could I not mention it again.

*clearly* just a wee cutie

Regrettable state of affairs. The thing about martyrs is they often end up messily and painfully nailed to things for many excruciating hours and I think we can all agree that would be a terrible thing to go through. It's nice, isn't it? The subtle disquiet.

Do you like the new outfit? Apparently I needed a timeout because I said I hoped Mr Graham's Very Divorced Head exploded.

Extremely true. Fascist art might actually be an oxymoron.