I appreciate that post might be in part sponsored by the weekend just gone.
Ah, we all get moments like this...when I finished my next album a couple of weeks back, I spent a few days wondering if there was any way at all I could persuade someone to pay me to make odd noises.
Just fitted the new fuel pump to Ms Rons car and it was easy. I smell of petrol and testosterone right now.


I've just sent an email to my boss accusing him of risible pedantry. I may well be unemployed by the time you read this.
I've just sent an email to my boss accusing him of risible pedantry. I may well be unemployed by the time you read this.
Fuckers refused to sack meYou could become the new Mr Shirley
