Duck

I just wrote some stuff which suddenly all vanished in a puff of illogic, or the interweb, or whatever. The way it does. So I shan't dwell on the Scotland result, or the much regretted absence of Old Bat today (we so needed you when they were asking about web design courses!!).

Let it suffice that although it was last night that I had a bath, I see that tonight is my 666th blip, so the devilish bath-duck it is. And so to bed.