carpe diem, good friends, carpe diem. seconds, hours, weeks and years pass most quickly and life slips through the hourglass. as the most senior of the hesitations, i should know.

the day is for seizing. i encourage you to do just that, and with both hands too. grasp the nettle, remembering of course to wear thick gloves. (if you burn your hands, i have a cream you can borrow).

while the iron is hot - and it usually is - strike!

(written on the train from newcastle to glasgow, 23 august 2004, after a weekend of of seizing, grasping and striking)