My personal diary of things that interest me, for those who know me, or would like to.
Monday, 27 December 2010
Rosie recently accused me of being a talking crossword. I have no idea what that means, but I think she must be right, because my brain (or whatever it is) immediately came up with 'Angry chat puzzle? (7, 9)' - which of course means absolutely nothing either as a clue or a solution. But I can't stop playing with the words and their letters. I realised just the other day that my surname is actually Elgar.
I've just wasted an hour trying to find an anagram for Happy New Year, or variants thereof, but I can't. So, in clear: