When I was 21, I reluctantly questioned if I should drop back into into full time education,
after a three year "gap year"..

[our band had just signed to a record company, but was disintegrating; and I was stuck in a lousy day job...]

So I bought myself a bloody huge heavy paperback Bertrand Russell book,
just to try getting my brain kick started back out of the punkrock'n'roll life style..

I must have slowly read all of it cover to cover,
becoming sufficiently inspired to end up being accepted on a Humanities degree,
where I met my future mrs...

cheers Bertie...