I like to imagine that somewhere, hidden behind a pile of dusty old tomes, is a professor who has committed their life to discovering the answer to one of the most perplexing conundrums; why did the chicken cross the road? Do these birds like dodging traffic? What kind of road surface do they like best? Surely someone must be close to knowing the answer? Meanwhile, you don't need to bother waiting for information today. It's not as important as you think.
15 Aug 1990