B Is For Breasts Of Which Ladies

Both Me And My Wife's Extended Family All Live Within A 50-mile Radius. Like Me, A Lot Of Them Did Time In London Then Started Drifting Back To The Countryside And The Sea. Perhaps It's A Homing Instinct.

I Could Write Songs As Bad As Wham's If I Really Felt The Urge To, But What's The Point?

In Some Cases, I Quite Like Irritating People Who Need To Be Irritated.

It's Really Easy To Slide Into A Depression Fueled By The Pointlessness Of Existence.

Nobody Notices Me. Nobody Thinks I'm Me. But Then I Look Less Like Me Than Most Of The People Coming To Our Concerts.