All for dear old blighty
No, not new cable channels that can't even be bothered to have the right colours in the union jack motif they use. That really won't do. Trying to be inclusive, media types? Trying to appeal to everyone? Not to the Brits you won't, only to the graduate classes who have the time to witter about this bullshit. No, but for queen and country, I dragged my arse out of my sick bed today and was in the fun factory for five fifty am. Bullshit job from Tuesday completed, at the cost of a whole day of arsing around with things that very few people understand, stressy public representatives, unhelpful official help resources (a pox on you) and the local ones as usual pulling out all the stops (a beer for you). And here I am, my throat sounds like something Harley Davidson would reject for sounding too rough, the washing up is still piling up four hours after I started it and the fun'ometer for the weekend is frankly looking none too sharp. I would really like some hometime.

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