Small mercies January floored us. We ground to a halt, turned up the radio and wondered if this was it. If this is it, there are worse things than this and maybe there are too many DJs
Top five body parts I can’t quite recall the moment you stopped being some dickhead in a pub and we became this which is - something your fingers instinct is to touch.
Glue I haven’t had one original thought here. There are too many ghosts since you asked. The history of our crockery makes me tired and when I look at our stupid beige carpet