I wonder why a stock exchange needs a chaplain? On second thoughts, why would anyone need a chaplain?
The good news is the weather forecast no longer shows rain for Sunday's Gorrick seniors race. This far in advance, reading the tea leaves would be more reliable but it has cheered me up nonetheless. Not that I was glum, unlike miserychops.
I look incredibly handsome today, I'm looking forward to a bright future, the sun is shining. Men still want to do crazy things like fly across the English channel propelled by toy jet engines. There'll always be someone worse off than you SB, just thank God you're not Ding.