Spotted...

Just saw the mythical beast that is Tynan? Cycling westwards on Old Street, on a white multi-sickered lo-pro. I called out "Tynan", as I walked past with cappucino and crab-stick sarnie. The mythical one ignored me. I think he realised that someone had called "Tynan", and he looked at me. I nearly swooned. If only I had practised my goddamed curtsey! :)

If that wasn't Tynan, I suggest the death-squads go out and hunt the imposter down.

Wasn't me !! I haven't been out of my flat for the last two days, been very busy working on stuff + my lo-pro isn't built up yet.

Send out the death squads !!!