Father, how did I come into being”, asks son.

“Well, son, that’s a tricky question…But I guess you will find out sooner or later. So let’s get over with it now… I first talked to your mum in the Chat Room. Then we met in the Internet Café. There we went to Back Office where your mother wanted to Install some Software from my Joystick. But when we started the Installation process, we suddenly noticed that our Firewall was down and it was too late to press Cancel or ESC, because we have disabled the option “Do you want to cancel the installation process” in Admin Panel. Your mum’s Antivirus Software hasn’t been updated in weeks and missed the Blaster worm. Well, the SIP (Software Installation Process) went into the self Reinforcing Loop for the next nine months, when it finally produced some unexpected results…”

This hasn't happened to me before.

I was on the bus returning to town from visiting my parents and the bus (a full-sized 52 seater) got stuck on one of the estates - our way was blocked by parked vehicles.

The driver kept honking his horn for a couple of minutes, but no-one came out to remove their vehicle; so he had to reverse the bus for probably over a hundred yards to get back onto the main road. Because of other parked vehicles and a sharp turn this manoeuvre took fifteen minutes.

I just don't understand why the full-sized buses on long distance routes need to serve the estates when local minibuses are scooting along every ten minutes or so to take people into town.

According to SiteMeter, yesterday I had a visitor to my blog from Aliabad in Iran.

I couldn't locate the place on Multimap and so just typed it into Google and the first web page that appeared was a report speculating about what facilities might be at the site.

This could be very interesting - however, there are several hundred localities called Aliabad and so my visitor will most likely live at one of those.

The trip to York with C.... went very well yesterday. We walked around the Museum Gardens and a section of the City Wall, where we ate our sandwiches. We had a drink in about half a dozen pubs and spent a lot of time arm in arm, talking and snogging. We even persuaded a woman to take a photograph of the two of us together.

Things are looking good; we certainly seem to like each other. There's nothing definitely planned for the next few days, but I'll be phoning her sometime before the onset of the weekend.