The whole idea came about when WHY planted the idea in my head back in November '98. I was quite resistant to the idea of creating a personal home page at that time, since I always thought such people had an egoistic view of themselves. After all, who'd want to create a shrine devoted to themselves, with the potential to reach out to the whole world? In fact part of me still feels that way, so don't suppose that I'd be in a hurry to invite everyone I know in.

But since I didn't have to pay (please note that this is only a very minor factor), and there weren't any obligations on anyone's part, I thought, why not, let's do it for a lark. So I got down to writing about my 1994 school trip to England (filed under "postcards") Had so much fun writing (said piece is still my personal favorite to date) that I just decided to carry on, and things just sort of went on from there. There were times of uncertainty when I thought of doing away with the whole thing, but with some valued encouragement I was able to garner renewed purpose for writing.

I had zero knowledge of HTML language when I embarked on this site. Thankfully Angelfire made it less intimidating with her helpful step-by-step guide to web page creation. If you were here right from the very start, you'd have noticed a vast difference in web design from then. This is due in no small part to the unconditional HTML expertise rendered by LKK.

The school logos from "Records/ yonder years" are kindly contributed by VC, the picturesque graphics on the "A Story from the Bowl" page are works of the master painter of light, Thomas Kinkade; and those South Park buttons at the bottom of each page are unselfishly shared by .

Special mention goes out to the editor and staff of British football magazines 90 Minutes and Goal, who introduced me to a new dimension of humor with their witty repartee, and who entertained for years before tragically ceasing publication; bless them.

Next, I would like to acknowledge that my propensity to fly off on a tangent--- good phrase, that, flying off on a tangent. My English Literature teacher pointed it out to the class when I was only a mere (as opposed to a very mature or over-sexed) fifteen year-old lad in school. I still remember the name of the book, "Twentieth Century Short Stories" (she would be so proud of me to know that I still know), and where that phrase came from, though I acknowledge that I have long forgotten the names of the particular short story and the writer, and I do not want to give the false impression that I still do by running over to the disused cabinet to dust down my copy of the text (I know for a fact that it's still there) to check. Not that it'd take too much trouble, mind. Anyway, I digress. Where was I again? Are you still following? --- every now and then does tend to break readers' train of thought. Though if you have a short attention span, it's probably because you spent too much time playing Nintendo/ Atari/ Sega when you were a child. And if you possess a Dreamcast/ Playstation/ pinball machine, then your life must be terribly exciting and you wouldn't be reading this in the first place.

I would also like to acknowledge that the way those persistent pop-up advertisements fly out of now-where is extremely annoying, and that I share your pain in putting up with this pain-in-the-posterior. I also acknowledge that the advertisements could be more creative, funny or even satirical, not that I bother to look at them anymore, but that is not my problem, and I acknowledge that fact.

Next I would also like to acknowledge Angelfire's generosity for the infinite possibilities it grants its creative web publishers, but I have more disk space that I know what to do with (Capacity: 50 MB. Used up: 1.99MB over a four-year period.) I would also like to acknowledge my propensity for using wrong words every now and then and for occasional gaffes. I also readily acknowledge your smirks with great humility.

Finally, I would like to acknowledge my family and friends for their great support and unquantifiable help, and most importantly I acknowledge that I am able to live until today because I never wrote bad things about them in this website. I count my blessings.