Squirk's Overseas Experience

The tales of one Kiwi returning to Mother Britain and exploring the Big Wide World... without being eaten by a shark.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Missing person

I received a worried phone call yesterday. It was my father, who had been desperately trying to get hold of me for some time. Apparently he'd even looked on "the Internet", so things must have been pretty bad. I've still got the same phone number as I've had for about a year, so I'm not sure how that particular confusion occurred.

Anyway, I thought I should probably let the world know that I still alive, still employed, still housed and still a master of uselessness.

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