Ballard!

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An insufferable middle-class tosspot whining about his perfect life

My hands (and by extension the HAR2009 wristband which, although made of entire unnatural fibres, does soak up some stuff) now pong of Seville oranges.

I have no idea if I'm going to end up with marmalade or a mess and some explosions tomorrow, but it's a net win either way. I have boshed something together from the ancestral Barrett recipe and the Nigel Slater version and it will be fine.

I also have to admit that hacking up yea-many oranges was much harder work than reverse-engineering the output of a mail archiver box. I am jolly tired now.

I don't know where I'm going with this. Cheery land of idiot grin, I think.

Veteran of the psychiatrist wars (ii)

Good heavens. You don't say. Cor crikey. Etc.