I’m going to scream, I’m going to shout…maybe I’ll even hate you while I’m up there And afterwards if the fourth dimension snaps me up and I find myself with a soldier from the Resistance sixty years ago and I can no longer be your servant on this blog which has disappeared into a space-time abyss - don’t come running to me!!
You can also come and cheer me on or merely watch this small sacrifice for such a worthy cause (the happiness of my dear bloggers - oh what wouldn’t I do for you!!)
You never know - if you are around on 8th May, it’s a Thursday… I don’t know if that is a good day to die of fright… But if you are around that day and you don’t see me getting out of the lift in the Tower, promise me that you’ll come and get me from wherever I am in my lost dimension? Pretty please?!
Just in case, but only just in case, don’t forget: Save Private Tristane… Because it’s all your fault you know - all this !!