After a series of dreams and portents - you know the sort of thing, frogs, locusts, the Saitch being dry all winter, it occurred to me that Frothers may not long be for this world.
Ignore me if I am rambling but somewhere there is a Froth Fairy who magically weaves skeins of gold to pay the undead hamster of doom to keep this infernal engine spinning. Something is probably going to give? Possibly sooner rather than later?
Does anyone care? Do we care? In not - go and have a cup of hot Bovril laced with your favourite end of days potion. Endex.
If you have thoughts about post apocalyptic survival spare an old man a thought or two.
If/when armageddon arrives I hear tales from certain sources that a thing called a 'Facebook' page exists. Is this so? I have used the arcane google and come up with weird Australian sites re surfing and a couple of charity sculpt sites but little else. Is there a requirement to sacrifice cockerels to the Great One Zuckerberg to be allowed to find these 'pages'? Or am I unclean - don't answer that.
Bottom line - this site is free for the majority of care home residents using it; nothing is free really so where's the dosh coming from? How long will it last? Do we care if/when it runs out? Should we be forking out wadges of cash to someone? Do they want to be bothered any more anyway? And when we hit the iceberg where the fuck is my lifeboat? And does it mean I have to join Farcebook to be saved from my icy doom? Please write your answers on virgin goat skin and burn at the full moon to reach me in the old tower beyond the mountains of boredom asap.
Ta.