deepest apologiesI realise that there are those out there who hang on my every word, but I'm afraid you'll have to wait a while. I've been hired to re-vamp the inner workings of the Times' website, and I simply don't have time to update the diary.. sorry about that.
Tuesday 12th August
In the meantime, those who wish to know about last week should imagine me running around with Anne and her friend Feita all weekend - very relaxing stuff - and taking backpackers down to the go-go bar. Right now I'm spending 15 hours a day in front of a CRT, writing mountains of Python code, so it's all exceptionally boring.
More pictures will be in the offing when either (a) I've finished or (b) Anne emails me a selection of the pictures she took
So, again, sorry.. but there you go. At least I'll be rich afterwards!
Oh, one more thing, I've been given a whole stack of copies of the centre pages featuring my sexy bum dancing with belly dancers. If you send me your address, you can claim a copy (whilestockslastusualtermsandconditionsapply)