Oh now, for gods sake
Lets go to Camden together and frown at each others' misdeeds
This shits fucked up, it’s far too late to be dealing with such things
I’ll let you know when I am, for no particular reason
You and your escapades. There is a big bonfire in my garden with lots of hippies singing. Earlier we had reggae and morris dancing. You wonder why I sometimes despair of this place
I’m eating toast now
No
I just heard you mate on radio1
I’ve got a date on Saturday with someone called Gareth
The usual-gin.
Hold fast to good inclinations
My answer phone message is wonderful. I’ve called myself five times today