I was a regular user of my towns central Library from July 1991 to mid-2000. I still go in from time to time, but not as often. Times change and so do one's circumstances. I have the Internet at home, so most of the information I need is now available at the click of a button.

On Monday, 15th February 1993, this Librarian, in the music section, was talking to someone else about Rudolf Nureyev, who had died a few weeks before, and I butted in and said something, (Why I don't know. The conversation had nothing to do with me and I knew little about Nureyev. However, the Librarian got a fact wrong about him. I don't know if it was his date of death (Wednesday 6th January 1993) or his date of birth (Thursday 17th March 1938) or when he defected, (1962) or something else, but I corrected her on this fact and she didn't like it.

Whatever I said, the librarian snapped "It's nothing to do with you". I didn't reply to that. Nothing else happened during the rest of that year, but on Saturday 2nd October 1993, whilst looking in the music section, I burped accidentally, and the same person called me a "Pig".

I did a lot of hill walking between 1992 and 1998, as you may have seen on my website. On 11th April 1993, Easter Sunday, I was at the Lake District, where I had visited for the first time, and was having my breakfast in a cafe at Keswick. I had ran out of milk for my cornflakes but instead of asking the staff who worked at the cafe if I could have some milk, I went up to two women who were sat in the same cafe and asked if I could lend a jug of their milk instead for my cornflakes. My friends said it wasn't exactly the world's best chat-up line ever used.

On Sunday 28th November 1993 I got into a argument in my local "Costcutters", over what I can't remember. It ended with me calling them "Shitheads" and walking out. I think it was over my impatience or feeling overloaded, I had jumped a queue and a row broke out. A similar row occurred in a Post Office over 12 years later, on Tuesday 4th April 2006.