No man is an island - unfortunately!

Some people complain about being lonely, I complain when people are around me! I like living in my head and musing the mysteries of the universe. I wish I were an abstract thought bouncing around an philosopher' head; a particle of matter yet to evolve into life - something unnoticeable, but with a lot of potential.

I thought I had found a place of solitude, a place where I was invisible, a place that was licensed!

I thought that the pub on the way back from work was an impenetrable bastion of reflection. Surely punks, goths and bikers would have no need of conversation from a modern-day dandy, such as my good self?

Alas, I now have a friend.