4th January 2007
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John Cleese surprised and made me smile yesterday as I was nearimg home. “After 800 metres, take the exit,” he said. “That would be a quarter of a mile for me, but for that little bastard Napolean.”
His voice on my sat/nav. Great stuff.
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My offline name is Ian, but Mr Parrot has been my alter ego since 2003 when I first started Shooting Parrots.
I sometimes wonder just why I started blogging or why I’ve carried on for as long as I have. It certainly isn’t for the fame or the glory, which is just as well because blogging hasn’t brought me any.
But it keeps me out of mischief.
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