Paul Foster, he of landed gentry and serf owner in England (all I know is that it ain’t London), is starting to blog more. Being a smarter chap than I, and more experienced with robots and Microsoft stuff, he gets to write about cool things like exploding dunnies.
With the connection to my new English friend, Nick Hodge, I am coming over all emotional about revisiting the old-dart soon.
God love the English.