I am 24 and it has begun.

Let the fun, frolicing, talking to midgets, hitting midgets with big sticks and general merriment begin.

I have a new flat now and it is going to be great.

There is one rule that I will strictly follow..... "NO KNACKERS ALLOWED INTO THE FLAT!!!"

All else is open to review and discussion.

Let there be light and God gave us light.
Let there be land and God gave us land.
Let there be midgets with interesting deformities and God was confused.
Let there be fun and God smiled and looked away.

This is going to be sooo much fun.... I am sharing the apartment with one of my college mates of yesteryear. The good thing is he's just as wired as me and he hates knackers too. What a super bonus!!!!

The following month is going to be very interesting.

First, I need to clear the surrounding area of all knack influences... This will involve removing all pubs, all second-rate accomodations and all knack sprog droppers.

Second, we are going to need lots of festive buntings to announce our intent upon the world.

Third, I am going to learn to cook, then I am going to build up my body and finally I am going to learn Kempo( all the better to defend myself from the constant knack presence in the world ).

There is going to be a reckoning between the knacks of the world and my fist, and I'm betting on my fist as the winner.

There shall be a collective gathering of similarly thinking minds occuring in the forthcoming fortnight. News of this will be given out personally so as to minimise the poissiblity of infiltration by the less pleasing aspects of societies shunned childer.