“Mama… just killed a man…”
No, wait. That’s not it.
“Don’t stop me now!”
That’s right – I have acquired a phone that lets me blog on the train. I anticipate that this will mean I update once or twice and then get bored.
Also it took me five minutes to override the spellchecker which seemed very keen to render the first sentence as “Mama, just killed a Maastricht.” If WordPress wants my cooperation it will have to behave better than that.
Here is a photo of me on my train:
Key points as follows:
1. My ticket, folded over so you can’t see my face. Not because I am not devilishly handsome but to preserve my air of mystery.
2. My knee, clad in a retro 90s suit. Retro because I bought it in the 90s but can only just fit in it thanks to my present dieting.
Until next time, Chrloggers!