Monday morning... have to get to the bank, if I don't get my money back, I'm crispy roasted bread! Went round to Tor and Andy for dinner last night; gammon and neeps, yum. Contacted a guy called James Learmont, he owns the learmont.com domain - i asked him for it and he gave me the Charlton Heston answer... 'from my cold dead hands', i can understand, everyone's got their price though. Apparently he works just around the corner from me, so we have arranged to get together for a swift one or two and speak Learmont. Other Learmonts are more willing to part with information with regard to genealogy than my own. My Learmonts are useless, I am having to rely on some eccentric old badger in Bayswater, who knows the Learmont history - how he fits in i don't know, and then there are the two James Learmonts who are so willing to help and get together.

I went for a job interview a few months back, the guy who interviewed me, asked me if I'd ever heard of Learmontov - 'sure', I said, impressed that he had knowledge of the Learmont scribe who was contracted to work in the halls of the Tsar. He asked if I knew how Learmontov met his fate.

Learmontov was challenged to a duel. His opponent thought it would make for a more interesting duel if they fired their weapons up into the air, and should a projectile hit one of them, the other would win. Learmontov agreed, foolishly, and fired his weapon into the air. I don't need to mention that the other guy then blew Learmontovs head off. Like shooting fish in a barrel, at point blank range, with an elephant gun, in the head, twice.

I knew there and then that I would not get the job, and I was right.

Word of the day:

hebe·tudi·nous (-tdn-s, -tyd-) adj. Dullness of mind; mental lethargy.