“Toss me a cigarette, I think there’s one in my raincoat”“We smoked the last one an hour ago”So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazineAnd the moon rose over an open field… AmericaSimon and Garfunkel That song was written the year before I was born. It’s an absolute, certifiable classic, and for many, … More A measure of time…
To be honest, that was just the first thing that popped into my head. I know it’s an old Clint Eastwood film, and I have seen it, many moons ago, but it just happens to have ‘misty’ in the title, and I had a long run this morning, and it was misty. Look, I never … More Play misty for me
That whole ‘new year, new me’ stuff really gives me the ick. (On a temporal point of order, as someone I follow online quite rightly suggested, we should celebrate the Winter Solstice, not some arbitrary date like the 31st or the 25th, which is itself ripped off from a variety of religions and whatever you’re … More New Year, new, eh… year (and some new shoes)
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