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I understand that it must be quite disturbing to be reading a blog written by a man likened to a woman - a felonous woman with a tag round her ankle, at that. But relax, it isn't all bad. Let me explain a past episode in my life, and then you will understand that my ludicrous statement isn't so daft!

As a kid I went in for an egg and spoon race. I just knew I was going to win that prize. I was so cock because I could pick up the egg with the spoon and run without tripping, dropping it or stamping it into an omelette. Sort of a basic skill in that game, really.

Ed the Editor's personal blog corner



I understand that it must be quite disturbing to be reading a blog written by a man likened to a woman - a felonous woman with a tag round her ankle, at that. But relax, it isn't all bad. Let me explain a past episode in my life, and then you will understand that my ludicrous statement isn't so daft!

As a kid I went in for an egg and spoon race. I just knew I was going to win that prize. I was so cock because I could pick up the egg with the spoon and run without tripping, dropping it or stamping it into an omelette. Sort of a basic skill in that game, really.

Sure enough,
3-2-1-go children! and by the time the real runners were into their stride, sprinting like hell, weaving and stumbling and dropping eggs, I was half way down the track and uncatchable. No need to applaud - a pat on the head and a lollipop have sustained me for 30 years. Them were the days!

So where does Martha Stewart, multi-million dollar gravy train, come into the rather unsettling equation in the title? Simple. Her advice, if you are ever in the kitchen carrying a pot of anything with delicate or liquid / spillable stuff in it: Look straight at where you are going, walk with a purpose and don't worry about what is in your hands! You are guaranteed to arrive at the oven or wherever you are headed, with everything intact. QED the perfect technique for egg and spoon racing.

I don't know if the same principle applies to anything else a bit more meaningful in life, (even blogging?), but anyway, here endeth the lesson.

Roll up, roll up, T-shirts
And still banging on about yesterday's thoughts on marketing any old crap you can find an angle for, have you thought about getting a
pisstakers t-shirt for you, your partner or the kids this summer? Just by having that shirt next to the skin the wearer is guaranteed an instant injection of humor.

With the baseball cap on your head, you can absorb all the combined life knowledge and experience of Ed the Editor, Just think, you can avoid the bother of traveling to distant lands, studying at university, making mistake after mistake. A great investment!


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