...with a rusty spork.

Essay is due today, I have notes, I watched the episode again this morning, I have no essay. So everything's on hold till I get it done I think - sorry smhwpf, betas will be back when the essay's done, I swear.

And a message to the driver of the dark grey Mercedes 4x4 with the registration plate SA54 RSV on the M8 outside Paisley between 5.20 and 6pm last night, I really appreciate that you like my car enough to drive so close to it, but I really didn't want to be able to count the dead flies on your radiator grille through my rearview mirror. And it's just as well your brakes were on form because they were getting a hell of a workout whilst everyone else was cruising at 3mph through the roadworks. Speeding up and slamming on the brakes doesn't get you there faster, it just makes everyone think you're a prat. Jes sayin'...