Badger, badger, badger, badger, badger, cumquat! Like most badgers I live in your average run of the mill 3 up, 3 down, semidetached sett. It’s not amazingly plush, but it’s better than your average rabbit infested burrow. Being the modern hi-tech badger that I am, we recently organised for some strange humanoid to come round to install this interwebby-thingy-ma-bob. While I was out biting cows and infesting them with TB I managed to steal some farmer’s laptop and drag it back to the den. I’m sure he’ll come after us with his Collie, but luckily we just moved and I left a false redirect order with Royal Mail so I doubt he’ll cotton on and find us. So after the engineer left I went surfing and downloaded the free 30day trial for Adobe Premiere Elements. Looks good so far, but my mouse has a mind of his own and keeps wandering out into the fields looking for the nearest off-licence. Cheeky little bugger never brings me back anything except for a half drunken bottle of Blue Nun. He’s sleeping off the hangover at the minute, but he’s going to get one hell of a surprise when I stick some new batteries in him….
Badge on my son!