Well, not quite so long (or farewell) ... my contract runs out at the beginning of March, and I shall be stuck with my slower-than-a-speeding-bullet dial-up connection at home, or fortnightly access to the library's broadband machines. I thought I'd take a leaf out of Roger the Skiffler's book and give enough notice for anyone who suddenly thinks of something urgent they want to tell or ask me to ... er, tell or ask me it.

It's been a lot of fun (and a fair bit of other things too, at times), and now it will be, well, maybe as much fun, but a lot less often. So, to all my pals -- and any enemies I might have collected on the way -- thanks for everything, friends. I shall drop in when I get the chance. And who knows, I might get a job where they're as lenient about internet use as they are here.

Steve