We're taking a bit of a breather while the world rearranges its underpants. Meanwhile, the other blog is here.

Saturday, February 09, 2008

An emetic on the cheap

How on earth does a whole town centre smell of sick? When I got in I thought that a lorry might have shed its load of pig slurry, but no, the smell's not right for slurry, it really is vomit.

If this is how the day's starting I think I want to go home.

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