Thursday vote? No!
I am, I am sorry to say, still up the jungle with the fuzzy-wuzzies, learning how not to get myself shot, and what to do if I end up killed*. So, no vote-o and probably not a Friday Scary Story either, as I shall be spending tomorrow mostly getting kidnapped.
Any road up, to say that my hotel room is "basic" is an understatement to say the least. It was, at one stage, the store room for a gymnasium, and thussly smells of tramps socks. And every other night the Bracknell Tae Kwon-Do club turns up to kick the place up.
It can, I propose, be improved greatly by the following notice stuck to the mirror: "Please do not piss in the sink."
I mean, some people are just SO filthy.