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/2111/2002 Archived Entry: "moistness"

In the words of Billy Shakespeare: "The rain it raineth ev'ryday." Although I suspect that it was a traditional folk song that he just imported wholesale into the play (Much Ado About Nothing? I should probably go and look on Google, but I can't be bothered.) I'm damp. Damp calves, especially. Not especially cold, but definitely damp.
On a different note, I've just put a new page up on the main website. Once you see it, I'm sure you'll agree with me that it is the most useful and informative page I've put up yet. It'll answer all those vague, nagging questions that I know have plaguing you for ages.