I arrive in the rubbish coastal town with no train ticket check (Standard). Coming out of the station, I can see the sea. It’s apparent nearness is deceptive, it’s a ten minute walk down a hill. At the front, I… Read More ›
Morrissey
War Songs
I really hate the thought of getting old.Whenever I see news footage of the elderly in old people’s homes having a sing song, it’s always bloody war songs. Chelsea Pensioners yesterday singing “Well meet again” again.Surely, by now the generation… Read More ›
Russ Writes 