The sky turns out to be blue, water is wet and chip shops smell of fish and chips.
You really couldn’t make it up.
something witty and erudite will appear here eventually
The sky turns out to be blue, water is wet and chip shops smell of fish and chips.
You really couldn’t make it up.
Are you going to London? If not can we go next weekend? Do you want a 20% discount in Clarks tomorrow?
I’ll take that as a no!
Dear James,
Have you given up responding to your ever faithful followers?
Yours,
Jez
Dear everyone. Sorry, I am rubbish. In the end I didn’t go to London or do anything much because I have the worst cold in the history of man. I’d intended to post something to this effect but got all caught up with Armistice Day and so on.