giving up moaning for Lent, so I made a clever film-based pun about it. You might as well expect more of the same as this goes on.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
First though, I have a confession to make. At about 9am I moaned a little (just a teeny tiny bit) about my live-in landlord. But I pay him money for the privilege, so that doesn't count. Right? Plus I only realised I'd been moaning around 3 hours later.
Today I have mostly been amused by jokes about the upcoming UK Census via Twitter. It started with @armyofdave providing the best argument I've seen yet for ticking the "No Religion" box, and for not digging up and re-animating the decaying corpse of a ten-year-old joke.
As @Cassetteboy says...
Here's the genuine Census Campaign website, by the way.
Then @cherryblack (via @silvermong) uncovered the mystery behind the missing question 17, before @malcolmcoles spoiled all the fun by telling us what the real reason is.
Finally, the ever reliable @davidschneider pointed us in the direction of the marital status question.