Yeah, you heard me.

Or not as the case may be. Everyone's favourite writer managed to stay quiet for a whole hour. He even timed it. Using an intricate method of hand signalling, grinning and nearly-but-not-quite interpretive dance, he managed to hold conversations, and even tell me things. Dark, terrible things. Regardless, a round of applause goes to him, and maybe he might manage 2 hours!?

Maybe even a week!? Now that would take the general dB level of the world down a notch, or seven.

By the way, just between you and me, I'm working on a new website to replace the ageing dotgif.co.uk... Mainly on account of quite enjoying - the latter part at least - my recent Internet Technology coursework, which involved Javascript et al. So, hopefully, put some nice looking design on there, and aim it to actually serve a purpose (an image collection for stuff that appears on this blog), as the more and more we blog here, the harder it is to find the posted images, even if I do tag them. 'Cos I always forget what I tagged them under. Keep 'em peeled.

JB