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well listening to that FT report on ABN Amro was no real use for my interview, but with a bit of discussion about the future of Virgin Trains and my views on Bill Gates and Microsoft I managed to get through and they've only gone and offered me a job.

i must now follow trends and talk about the fact i haven't posted for a week or so, it's because I was in France on holiday. there. told you.

and finally, (oh, I sound all Trevor MacDonald, I should really be talking about something unusual that happened involving a hamster or something, hmm), i've discovered the joys of Tintin (you know, the little blog with the white dog, think he's Belgian - but speaks remarkable English).

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to continue where I left off, there I was sitting at work, listening to the FT.com TV report on the ABN Amro takeover bid from RBS/Santander/Fortis when I realised I was sat writing for a blog. my blog, and I was rather concerned. see I like to think of myself as trying to avoid the popular trends, trying my hardest to avoid ebay once it started to get mentioned in popular comedy shows, and pretty much everywhere else for example. but I had to do it, if only to be one of those billion or so people who start blogs but never finish them.

perhaps this is a chance to vent my frustrations, perhaps it's as I've suggested before just a chance for me to further present evidence to people that my mind is quite obscure and weird. or perhaps its a chance to grab a tiny bit of the webspaceinterarpranet (yes, I still like to remember the web's heritage) and make sure it's filled with absolute nothingness. balderdash. marshmallows wrapped in halibut, grilled under a light heat for fifteen minutes before being subsequently left in a disused margarine tub and placed on the back of a barbary ape for adventure.