OK, great news. I sold a T-Shirt
It started out when my cousin Josh said “and I’ll take 1 yonner t-shirt please” on the google talk thingy. So I urged him to place an order. He then said “rite sack that im buying it now” and disappeared for a while to place his order.

Oh poo, he just came back and said “erm i dunno what measurements i am so ill have to do it tomorow” So I sensed that the sale was in danger of being lost so I suggested that he just choose XL (he’s about 6ft 23in or something stupid like that) and if it was too small I’d have it instead and then order him an XXL or whatever.

So then it all went quiet again whilst Josh went placing an order. I couldn’t handle the suspense so I had to go and get my beard trimmer and have a shave to keep busy. I’ve just shaved off half my beard and have now stopped to type this paragraph. I must now shave the other half of my beard off. Back soon…

Several thousand nano-moments later, Josh came back saying…. actually he didn’t come back. I had to go to bed, but I’m pretty sure he bought one. Sorry for the anti-climax end to this post, it was Josh’s fault for not getting back to me

UPDATE:
I woke up this morning to the following great email:

Oh wait, wait, no not that one. Here it is…

So it is now fully official. I’ve sold a t-shirt. Hooray for me!!!