I am a desk jockey, a mouse potato, a lazy fat b*stard in other words.

I object to walking 15 miles a day with my head tilted back 90 degrees while examining multi-storey car-park soffits. If its not that, then my head is staring at the floor or crawling around under cars looking for cracks. I have not received a pay rise and I am not a happy bunny.

Think yourselves lucky.

Thank god I'm back at my lovely snug VS-IDE tomorrow. Then the following 3 weeks its back to the rinsing tramp's piss off my tape measure!

****.