And yes, that’s a quote from Supertramp’s Breakfast in America – but I’m not going to talk about that (great record, incidentally, part of my growing up etc.).
It’s lunchtime, not breakfast time, and as I’m skipping lunch, I’ve caught a small bit of silly fluff on the socials that made me feel like writing a letter to the director.
As we old people do.
A local influencer posted on Facebook the reason he dislikes ebooks
how do I get an autograph from the author? Do I ask the guy to scrawl his name with a sharpie on my e-reader?
Now that’s a problem, ain’t it?Continue reading