I have come to realise that I have a problem.  Champagne.  It is a real problem - and something needs to be done.  Over the last month I have probably spent more on champagne than most people’s monthly living costs.  This can not go on forever - as on one occasion I spent more than I earn in a week - on one night of drinking champagne.  Yes - I suppose that you could consider me a hero, sacrificing myself bravely to end the global recession.  But - I think I’ve done enough now, and the news reports certainly seem to support this.  I think it’s time for a rest from being so selfless.  My one last fling was on Wednesday night.  A free bar - as it was a function celebrating my project being finished.  But - even with an open bar, I somehow managed to purchase two magnums of champagne.

Anyway - all that is in the past now.  Let us look to the future.  I seem to have somehow been talked into moving house.  When all is certain - I’ll let some of you know my new address.  However - it seems that my new place will NOT have a jacuzzi.  It will NOT be within 30 minutes commute of work.  It will NOT be 5 minutes walk from my local pub.  It will NOT have a carpeted bathroom.   It will NOT have a bidet.  Somehow I’m trading all of this for a Chook.  This is yet another recent instance which can only be explained by rohypnol.

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