  It's not exactly early now, but I'll type this hastily as my sister fries frankfurters in exchange for computer time till 7am (but I'll get to listen to the England-Portugal game on Five Live, and maybe later today I'll get to watch the tape at G's house). Sucks to be my sister, I know. But my terms are quite generous, anyhow. Six hours of computer.
Very good brother, me. In other news, someone or someones (! ) from a "convent school" put a comment on my blog which I accidentally deleted and there's no way of undo-ing the delete. Thanks for dropping by, anywho. Scambait progress: uncertain. I practised free-kicks today. My left foot is horrible. More on that when I have the time. Gotta run, bye. 
