So wear your hair in bunches
And your jacket loose
So when you hear this autumn song
Clear your heads and get ready to run
Bloody hell…I made it. There were significant moments where – genuinely – I didn’t think I would. Chemical substances imbibed or absorbed that shouldn’t have been; unnecessarily dodgy driving manoeuvres at speeds which are strictly forbidden; “wot you lookin’ at” moments that could have ended with a pulverising; we’ve all been there. Continue reading »
