So freely her daddy berates her...

håller fortfarande fast vid mitt utspel mot Yoa, men det är väll som Anthony Burges protegé uttryckte det -Saints should always be judged guilty until they are proved innocent.
Eljest så är det just de orden som får mig att orka fortsätta...

They're out of sorts in Sunderland
And terribly cross in Kent,
They're dull in Hull
And the Isle of Mull
Is seething with discontent,
They're nervous in Northumberland
And Devon is down the drain,
They're filled with wrath
On the firth of Forth
And sullen on Salisbury Plain,
In Dublin they're depressed, lads,
Maybe because they're Celts
For Drake is going West, lads,
And so is everyone else.
Hurray-hurray-hurray!
Misery's here to stay.

Har läst lite i mina gamla inlägg och inte hittat ett spår av ordbajseri. Jag har kanske bättre saker att göra när jag bidar min tid...


Idag döptes mitt syskonbarn Ester.

I know it aint easy
And it not often safe in the way that I see
It stand within reason
that christ only knows if it gets real
It could have been different
And I wouldn't have to be somebody ells
I could have done something
WHILE EVER SO SLOWLY MY ANGELS FADE AWAY

Men snälla, det är bara en sak jag ber -turn me away to the gates of hell

//Felix