Copyright Bloody Mulberry 01/04/2013
The Brain Drain
As I
turned on the television, I had been feeling great all day. I had
been running, been cycling, had a great idea for ending world
poverty, and after a cup of tea had begun to map out an
organo-metallic cure for cancer. An attractive girl had phoned me up
to line up a date, and my latest expressionist painting was coming
along a storm.
