"I'm off to Cheltenham on Thursday.." I said to the lads at badminton last night "Oh, yes?.." they nodded "Off to the races, are you?" .... Oh, bugger! The one day I have to go down there and the bloomin' Gold Cup's on! Never mind, I'm
shooting furniture - it's going nowhere - so I'll get there when I get there and that's the end of it! I have to admit, though, that when I
do get stuck in a jam I can't help but get a little smug. "These guys have to do this every day" .. I say to myself as I swap CDs "These guys spend half their lives in traffic! How awful!.." and I smile 'cos it
is rather nice, in a scary kinda way, to think that I haven't actually had to
go to work since 1978!
Tell you what, when I
am swapping CDs in the morning I won't be putting on the new one by Johnny Marr. My copy arrived yesterday - eagerly awaited, of course - but what a disappointment it is! What dreary mush, what over-hyped drivel. Same as the new album by Everything Everything! I'm afraid they just don't do it for me and so it seems that, despite my best efforts I am, just like all these cars from my
archive, well and truly stuck in the past!!...
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