In short, if I am to finish my Masters this year, ie: graduate in June and still be married and intact,

I need to complete my 20,000 word dissertation on social trinitarianism by the 26th of March.

I also have a particular 3 day event that same week which I have to attend (viz not optional). So alas my good friends, I shall not be with you this year as you cram yourselves into that tiny but poxy prefab they call a bar at the Anglesea race course.

Think of me as you all, half pissed, perform that rather strange and definately camp bobbing thing you all do,

and remember, even if I was there I wouldn't be minded to participate in such grossly suggestive and lewd behaviour.

Steffan
the absent