There is never an easy way to say farewell to a friend.
I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.
Even if we find focus and gain a modicum of awareness; when we go down to the cellar to see those plans, there is still a great deal more going on that we will ever know about.
Froodism and the Way of the Galactic Hitchhiker
Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There’s a frood who really knows where his towel is.
My towel has not been washed, ever. Not in ten years.
Who doesn’t like a good slouch?
There is nothing quite like a timely appearance. Seen on stage the other night at what was/will be the impending doom of the universe, The Almighty Zarquon finally returns!
The Final round of voting has started Second round candidates Yvette and Michael, join Victoria and Rosie in the final round. Each of these froods really know where their towels are, but who is hoopy enough to rough it, slum it, face terrible odds, win through, and become our next Towel Day Ambassador? The Finals…
Unseen Douglas Adams archives, including content from sixty-seven boxes full of notebooks, letters, scripts, working notes speeches, to-do lists and poems loaned by his family to his old Cambridge college, St John’s