O christ, not mist on the swonicles!!!! It's like mold on the bollocks!!!
Yep, when i drove back into congested old london i felt right at home and immediately gave a one up to the nearest red bus driver. In the nicest possible way!
i'm good thanks,
will be leaving soon- visit my journal for the formal fare-well (will be coming later today or tomorrow).
but- i want your private email, i have my eyes fixed on limey-land as a possible new home base, or at least a stop for that piss-up you were talking about