Published on 17 February 2006 in ,

Ever had one of those days where you just feel like your shovelling crap from one pile to another. Then just as you think you get to the end of the pile, someone comes along with a JCB and dumps another five tonnes on you? And you wonder why you do it? Why you bother? Why you subject yourself to it? Is there just not something better you could be doing than just constantly shovelling… shovelling… shovelling.

You might be able to guess that I’m not in a pleasant and happy mood this evening, and that I’m very happy it’s Friday.