*WhaCHOO*!

I has a head cold. Feel like death warmed up.

Managing to write a little, although not much. Managing to tidy up the house a bit, too - chucking stuff out, clearing old paperwork, that sort of thing. It's a very...liberating process.

Back to work tomorrow. It's a good thing I love my job!

Pledge of allegiance...

So some bright spark thought that when we leave school we should come up with some sort of pledge of allegiance to improve our sense of duty.

...what?

This is something colonials do.

However. Being British, we're not taking such tomfoolery too seriously, and the BBC has posted some of the best suggestions for pledges on their news site:

Go, read, laugh!

My favourite?

'I swear to form a queue, to solve problems with a hot, brown drink, and to question authority. I will joke with strangers, and welcome newcomers. The past is to be respected, and the pompous are not to be tolerated. Britain is a crowded place, so I will not wave my arms about too much. In the name of the pillar box, and the weather, and the jam roly-poly. Hurrah!
Mike, Rochester, Kent'

Hurrah!

The original news story.