h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

How wonderful - so much more efficient then that damn paper one! Hmmmm intriguing! 

Mr Pepys! Only recently resurrected and already in full command of computers and the Internet! What may we expect from you in the coming months as you begin to adapt to modern times?

Sir *bows* I orginally left off my diary as my eyes failed me; my last entry being on 31st May 1669. Now I find that they are much recovered. I intend to return to recording my daily life in the hope that it might be of some entertainment to others. And I fancy I might try to be rejected at some point!

Good sir *attempts to bow but being a hedgehog, makes somewhat ungainly display. Recovers composure, clears throat* Ahem, my last entry was 1730, but it's only 1739 now. Surely only a cad, scoundrel and bounder would consider rejecting you?

Sir you are too kind! But I feel that my literary style is a little, how can one put it, archaic for some.

Can I offer you a drop of Malmsey? This is the last jug from the barrel given to me by erstwhile patron, the Earl of Sandwich. It is particularly fine. *offers Spiny Norman a goblet*.

I would be honoured Sir if you would share with me a little of your history. Pray tell how such a fine creature as yourself came to this illustrious society?

Ah now. Isn't that what was on the borogroves? Or was it the slithy toves? But I'll drink your health with it anyway and much thanks. My history is somewhat extensive, being an Old Git (see Classic Toys forum, or search for "marbles"), so I shall return when my Employer is not strolling around the office examining my work rate to provide enlightenment. In the meantime, Cheers! *glub*

Your health, Sir! Can I offer you a little refreshment - I have a particularly fine venison pie if you fancy?

Having perused the forum I see that it is only in this century that patterns of play have changed.

How thoughtful! But having just consumed a treacle scone and butter in the works canteen, I feel my palate might have been spoiled somewhat for your pie. Perhaps another time.
Well my nickname derives from an old (though perhaps not to you..) television programme where one of the Pirhana brothers, Dinsdale, is terrorised by a thirty foot hedgehog "whom he was wont to call Spiny Norman." At school, someone thought this name suited me for some reason, and I have used it ever since. My alter ego leads his own pictorial life, and if I can work out how to put him on my home page, I'll let you know and you can go and view his portrait. I fancy it might make a nice stroll of an afternoon for you. But that is how I come to inhabit these pages. So what of yourself, Sir?

Well I am the reinvention of some one's imagination - it allows them to stretch their creative legs in an all to boring office environment. They are taking it dash serious, sir and are dilligent in their research!

Have you read my recent entries?

What a good idear!

......Sid........