THINGS SCRIBBLED IN MY NOTEPAD OVER THE PAST FEW
WEEKS:
Alexander Armstrong is the smuggest man in Britain.
Jeremy Clarkson's lower face looks like an old man's scrotum.
You know your hangover is bad when you go to fill the kettle, but forget to
open the lid, so you're just holding it closed under the tap while water goes
absolutely everywhere (except into the kettle).
I hate cars, and I tend to ignore their noises, but even I listen to my
neighbours SAAB and think 'Jesus, mate, I'd be getting that looked at if I were
you.' It sounds like a washing machine full of bricks being rolled down an upwards
escalator.
I shall miss seeing Glastonbury on the telly this year.
RC 1-6-26
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