I thought you'd reached your zenith yesterday Deco, but now you're seeking an even more rarefied apogee. This is because of Frank's death isn't it? You blame yourself but we all could have done more
Germany was forced into war by sofas. Sofas in Britain and America also left Japan nowhere to go in 1941 after denying them raw materials. We only have club chairs and futons in our house.
They are indeed ghastly coves who haunt the buses and trains. I would see them all destroyed, like so many badgers. Or Manx people and their mutation cats
Before winter sets in I intend to try my hand at begging. In Rumania. I mean, the fuckin sinti dogs think nothing of travelling to Prestatyn to do the same. I wonder how much I'll make?