Totally. When those strings come in in the last verse, they're a thing of beauty.

The phrase "Long Haired Lover From Liverpool" sounds like one of those deliberately vague trademark-dodging lines, like "From your favourite TV soap". "Sorry Little Jimmy, the Legal team say you can't use the word 'Beatle', you'll have to find a workaround"

I loved the Chevette! We had one years ago. Every so often I'll see one on display at a rally. Looking inside, the smell of the interior takes me right back (mainly it's the smell of the molten plastic of that middle 'seat' in the back, which the sun could heat to 500°C)

Chicago remind me of the rule of thumb I once heard (might've been Stuart Maconie) where, if a band is named after a place, the larger the place, the worse the band. It does kind of work.
Saint Etienne, Portishead = Great.
Chicago, Europe = See?

"Let's see the photo you took for the story. You did make her look as poor as possible, like I asked?"
"Yes boss"
"Good - Hang on... You sat her in front of HER GRAND PIANO?"
"Ah."
"Right, it's fine, we can fix this... I'll just put a big mention of her being a former piano teacher in the intro."

My daughter went through a phase of loving the Beastie Boys, especially Body Movin', when she was about ten, thanks to the combination of amazing tunes and joyously silly videos

I'm hiring a team of forensic investigators to find out who keeps breaking into my house and eating all my Biscoff spread with a spoon.

I said to the man in B&Q "I need a 100-watt bulb for my bedroom, I can't see what I'm doing in there"
He said "Screw-in?"
I said "Like I say, no idea"

Jo Thorne, pastor, pictured here with one of the stolen nutcrackers