Franklin

Say hello to Franklin. He was born on September 21st, and came home with us today to be part of our family.

Isn't he lovely?

The 99 Minute Barrier

Peyton Westlake was horrifically burned. Dead to the world, he became...Darkman.

I am like Darkman in several respects, one of which I would like to describe to you. Today, I broke my 99 minute barrier. I haven't perfected a light-resistant polymer of course, but Westlake's scientific triumph in the field of synthetic skin is paralleled by my economic one: I just got promoted.

From the 1st January 2009 I start a new job, and as exciting as that is in itself, I am especially elated at the prospects this could afford my family. A house of our own, a child, a wedding. These things are possible because of what I shall refer to as "Brinkman's fortune".

Tomorrow I undergo an operation to remove all four of my wisdom teeth. I'm not sure what I will look like when I come out, but the idea of having a bandaged face (and perhaps a dirty raincoat) as I leap from the windows of Nuffield Hospital is an appealing one.


"My teeth. They...they took my teeth. Hmmv!"