GLOBAL TOP 5!

Took a ride on a plane down south to ulsan with jacque renault to see where the camp would be (in high-oon-die, or hee-n-day depending on from which side of the tracks you come — either way it shall be forthwith referred to as H. for the purposes of not-getting-in-trouble.
It was a complete waste of time. I’m starting to get the feeling that I wish I’d not applied for this particular gig. It’s not going to be as fun as the one in January.

And worst of all, they confiscated my pocket knife at the airport. Two cms of raw terror. I tried like buggery to get it back on return but they couldn’t find it. They offered me another one from lost property but it’s just not that same. That thing had sentimental value. Plus it’s really handy in a land where product packaging is both ridiculously excessive and badly thought-out.

PS. sorry if you’re using spazzy internet explorer and the sidebar has gone to the bottom. It’s partly your fault for using a spazzy browser and partly my problem because I don’t have time to piss around with CSS at the moment.