February 22nd, 2008


The Freedom of Information is rarely free !

Number 6: Where am I?
Number 2: In the Village.
Number 6: What do you want?
Number 2: We want information.
Number 6: Whose side are you on?
Number 2: That would be telling. We want information... information... information....

I found myself needing information to provide the Army with a copy of my complete medical histroy to prove that my childhood asthma is not a significant barrier to my running around South East england sporting my War face (Grrrrrr!)armed and in comoflage !

However, given my complete lack of funds arrising from the need to by a new car.....the cost fo £30 was a bit of a downer.....I shall be seeing if I can recoup the cost from the Regimental HQ.....either that I'll opt to forgo the issue of my body armour .....

Anyhooo....there was a point to this ramble ...which was this; that I was amused to find that I was indeed dropped on me head as an infant. Well, escaped and fell from my cot actually.

Many people have suspected as much over the years.

It's really nice to have these things confirmed though.....

Not at work eh ?

I'm guessing that the phrase "Nuttier than a Squirrel's Stomach contents" is probably not appropriate to use at work when refering to some of the congenitally weird and freakish trolls I have to deal with in the course of my day job.

Hic fute ludus milatorem

Right. Hic fute ludus milatorem !

I'm out-a-here !
I've had enough.

I need Beer, a Pizza, another Beer, my Alien Quadrology boxset and maybe another beer.

..and some popcorn.