Tried to re-assert my queeny total disinterest in you-know-what by playing Kylie at full volume, and lip-synching with hairbrush in front of mirror, but even La Minogue couldn't drown out the cheers outside. So I switched on the TV to see several rather pleasing-looking young men taking their tops off.

Ah... Now I understand...

Look, I've only just got rid of my Amstrad. Why not go away and do something infinitely more interesting? Come back in a couple of week's time when I've learnt some html, and, more importantly, some page design.

Then we'll play. . .

Oops. Just blogged.