Quarantined

My blog got hacked, and I got hacked off.

Wordpress asks me to update it, then 34sp falls over when I do, and their tech support people say I must use the version from their official installer, so I do, then the version I just installed tells me it's out of date.

Nuts to that.

So, instead of a blog, please enjoy this poem I wrote about the chip shop in Heworth:

Fish'men in their tubs
on fricken waves with flicking suds
Farmers fielding shit
in fallow furrows full of it
And the truckers in their duds
shipping fish and trucking spuds
So I can pass between my lips
such shitty fish and fricken chips?