Quote Originally Posted by howoldboy View Post
When I was a lad we used to DREAM of sharing a board. We used to have to use a bit of rock to scratch our comments onto the cave wall.
Limestone rock? Luxury. We had to do with igneous. We used to get up two hours before we’d gone to bed, Clean ‘t’ quarry with our chest-hair, hack igneous rock out with us toenails all for five pence a week if we were lucky. Then scratch messages on ‘t’ nearest passing Scotsman. Cave would have been a palace to us.