Everyday is a winding road

Evening comrades,

The new year seems to have filled my diary with meetings of one sort or another, in various draughty or clinically clean rooms in different bits of South Yorkshire, the one thing that they all seem to have in common, is me....

Hmm, not sure I like that, seems people are labouring under the misapprehension that I'm far more useful than I actually am, I shall make every effort to disprove their theories over the coming weeks..

Night all



Sheryl Crow