I now know how Oppenheimer felt after creating the bomb and Shelly after finishing the final lines of Frankenstein, for I too have created a monster . . .  an Unatwittermonster, well I say a monster, but that’s a bit harsh, (he’s not a monster, he’s very nice gent), what I’ve actually done is introduced an already talkative person to the wonders of twitter, so not only can he speak for England he can now twitter for England.

Seems he was stuck for his fix last night and needed a Mac Charger and used the power of twitter to reach out and find one and I upon my trusty steed (BMW Tourer 318i) came to his rescue, think it was the offer of free beer that persuaded me to get off my ass and drop it off for him, anyway dropped it off stayed for 2 drinks (Lattes I was driving) and then left him to his twitterings.

Check him out if you get the chance you can find him here , oh don’t forget my own little twitterings