I've wasted another evening

messing about on Facebook. Before anyone gets all high and mighty, I know it's for people 10 years younger than me ("lol") but it's all Helen's fault for inviting me to sign up. Now I spend lonely hours, trawling for names of half-remembered aquaintances... Obviously either I have a bad memory or everyone else has far better things to do with their time. Bizarrely my work has its own group. I think that I might avoid contact, rather than rocking up and going "hey kids! I'm that grumpy old bloke that never talks to you! Wanna be my virtual friend?". Would probably get me arrested or something.

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