That’s what I am - thesised to pieces. Six days solid now trying to finish the damn thing. Every waking minute and some of the sleeping ones.

Six long days under mouse arrest and all I’ve got to show for it is 20,000 words. They are good words though. I’ve used the word the a lot. It has to be good - it’s in thousands of other theses so it must be. I’m going to use the word conclusion at the end. What do you think? A good move?

So anyway, blogging’s going to be light the next day or two. I may not even get to read yours. I won’t get to read the newspapers. I won’t even get to read the text from aunt Nell asking me to mind her cat.

Before I sign off though, just some quick messages to my most frequent commenters:

Daniel - Listen here, dick head! If you’ve enjoyed every single post on my blog but would “like to check some references” then you are just plain thick and shouldn’t be reading blogs. Get the fekin Beano or a lad mag or something and leave me alone. Fek off!

Samantha2267 - Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know you “love my blog and will be back”. Just stop telling me that 20 times a day. Bitch! Fek off!

Ryexf and your mates Grskiq, Lfpwic and the rest of yez - No, I do not need any Superclorofiedunction with or without prescription. In tab form or otherwise. Oh, and I like my lad the size it is, thank you. The lot of yez, just fek off!

Carlos, Mario, Antonio etc. - Right, so you found my blog while “searching for information on dromedary scrotal hair / Zen and the art of lawnmower repair / fur-lined sky-hooks / whatever”. Know what I think? You need help! Help with Google. Yee lot, fek off too!