Well, the start of any journey always begins with one step, said my uncle sergei, who was tragically killed when he trod on a landmine. how does one write about things that one knows so little about? well, it's never stopped the journalists at 'the sun' so bearing that in mind i shall start where the old blog on youtube (which has been transcribed and is now available on poorly xeroxed paper at furtive meetings of various underclasses of societal dregs) left off; though hopefully without the threats of prosecution/death. there may be tears, laughter, enlightenment- there equally may be the moonlit glint of a knifeblade, and the sound of running feet on the wet cobblestones competing with the ambient wail of sirens. as stated earlier, donations are very welcome; either in the form of hard cash or especially in the form of blank cheques. i am a man of modest means, as a great mancunian once said, or should that read slender? either way, dig deep.