That’s sad - I chanced upon some ‘obscure’ yeye the other day - it was good pastiche, but I don’t want to live in Fahrenheit 451.

But what a time to be outside!

It was required post pub watching with a spliff.

Looks good - have you thought about signing it?

Yep DJ Trundle - possibly the worst name to get things moving on a dance floor.

I still bounced better than I thought I would!

More Jamie whatsisname - utter crap with the odd decent tune by accident.

That scooter’s got its side panel off too - wouldn’t sit there with white trousers…

The questions we should be asking are why did they want to know and what were they going to do next.

And his heartfelt (if clunky) updating of Viet Nam to Afghanistan.

I hadn’t factored in the better gear - makes sense. As for boiling, the less the better (carrots baked in red wine now - a bourgeois luxury as far as mum was concerned!).

I never understood the fuss my mum and her generation made about Christmas dinner. It’s a big roast, but none of this starting it on Christmas Eve - have a few drinks Christmas morning, an hour or so in the kitchen and it’s done. Im a veteran of 35 veggie/meat option Christmases and no complaints.

You should tap them up for some royalties - at the very least a lifetime supply of Percy pigs.

It’s an affliction and the only real cure is to go back to bed - otherwise life is but suffering.

I’d pay to watch someone come down the slopes at St Moritz wearing that in lieu of a helmet. Timperleyyyyyyyy!!!

That whole album on a near constant loop - my life around 1984.

Happens in the cold weather…

Y’know, on reflection I don’t think it is.

Oh that looks lovely (although it’s entirely possible I have enough Jools/Brian box sets, LPs and singles to last me….).