Enough already with the PowerPoint. Luckily I have the attention span of a golfish, (as well as the conversation skills of a goldfish). I blame it on the internet. It feels good having something to blame. Especially the internet, as it rarely complains. I went to an island to get away from my internet addiction. […]

Send me one more PowerPoint presentation, go on. Just what I need, more sodding glib colourful pictures with text flying in from the left and right. That’ll cheer me up. If you do wish to send me some more presentations, take a look at the last jellyfish that sent me one. We’ll put you in

“What would you want to do that for, at your age?” “I’ve never done it before.” “It’s harder than it sounds…” “Yeah well, so am I.” “It’s the gas that gets you. Burping is your friend.” “I love burping.” This was the kind of dialogue that preceeded an attempt at the Centurion. A simple task