This Is Not A
Told You So
Now, I'm not one to boast. This isn't because I'm a wonderfully nice person; it's merely that I know from past experience that if I set just one foot on the Purple Pile of Prescience, someone will immediately pull said carpet out from under me, causing me to leave a facial imprint on the marble floor beneath.
But I had to allow myself a modest smirk of pride (about 6.8 on the Patel Scale) this morning when I read this:
I mean, I worked it out for myself nearly two years ago, chaps.
Any chance of a lucrative consultancy?