Were I ever to be publicly celebrated,
say, for my services to blogging,
then much of my life would remain
unexplained, for being far too boring.
As death approaches to take me
I would refuse to have a grave stone;
instead I would insist on a blue plaque
which bears the following inscription
'Here is where Malcolm stopped living.'.
and the date eternal rest added after.
Let the rest be mis-remembered.....