That's it. The big computer has officially croaked. All my stuff! Not only real work, but my draft new pamphlet - working title Accidents and Incidents, or possibly Accidence and Incidence, or some hugely engaging combination of the two.
All I can do is ponder on how intensely annoying I find Paolo Nutini's voice. He talks like a normal person, but some strange Martian mutation happens when he sings. Like an alien who has learnt English (yeah, I know, Scottish as well) from a set of Linguaphone tapes that it played at the wrong speed.
Or maybe I'm just a bit cross today...
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