A message from the Contrite Viking

Have you ever built a beautiful mead-hall, and then gone away burning and pillaging for a while, and come home and discovered you can't find your keys, and maybe you've had a bit of the uisge beatha you took from those Irish dudes last month, so you just set fire to your own mead-hall and wander off before you even think about it, and then a while later you realize what you did and you run home and the beautiful mead-hall is a pile of charred timbers and ashes?

Kids, don't drink and go a-viking. Or a-coding.
Signed,

Ben The Violent
(Guess I'd better get building again...)