Land Sakes, an Update!

Howdy, Internet Land.

I bet you didn't think you'd ever hear from me again.

Or maybe you did. I mean, I am MLA and I cannot resist an opportunity to open my trap on the world wide web.

In any case, springtime in the Land of the Wild Artichoke has been going swimmingly. Having moved from a tiny room in Albion to a tiny room on Fenton Road, I now happily reside with two Musketeers, the SS and a random smattering of other campish folks.

I spend my days teaching chilluns to shoot arrows, use compasses, climb walls and light stuff on fire. At night I'll rumble up camp road in GL for a night of fruitless searching through the apartments' 22,347 TV channels and spending money I don't have on things like Black & Milds and baguettes. It's a terrific way to live. I wake up at ungodly hours to get filthy and sunburnt and devoured by insects, and I like it.

I'm anxiously awaiting the arrival of an unprecedented, extremely hot blond Swedish international to arrive at camp so that we may have beautiful (however Aryan) children together.

I lost my Churchill's virginity last Thursday. Also, I've fulfilled my dream of learning to drive the rescue boat.

What's everyone else been up to?

OH, and an immediate concern: Where the hell is the Artichoke?!