I'm not Tim. In fact, I bear little resemblance at all to Tim (hmm, well, I hope not anyway.... hang on, I have to be nice to Tim - eugh, read on). Well, you may have wished death on Tim many times (Guy....) but such jokes are now out of order. No, no, Tim is not dead. Well, not quite yet. It seems that Guy and I need not have planned our intricate death plans for Tim, as he is helping himself along the way. Tim's lung has collasped (again, it happened last year as well), and is currently in hospital, awaiting surgery. He will be fine, stress not, but it is pretty major, I believe. I will be keeping you updated (he he he), but in the meantime, please do not use Tim's name in vain.
On the matter, Lachlan says: "why does all the bad stuff seem to happen to all the good people, i mean, hitler was perfectly fit but killed thousands, and mother teresa was plagued with all sorts of horrid things her whole life, oh well, such is life i guess."
Well, Tim... Mother Theresa? I fail to see the connection.... Oh, right, Hitler, right...
Hang on, I started this thing with... "Must be nice to Tim", didn't I.... *sigh*.... this is going to be hard work....