To those that wanna see what we did in free festy terms after Magiie/Major threw us

[Ganpati's Goonerz--AFC's Aboriginal Fertility Cult]

Still, at least when you got driven into the sea you probably got a much-needed wash, eh?

I'll give you that, B, I'l give you that.

For one period I had Goretex boots. Everyone else had trench-foot. Mine smelled of roses.

I was also the only one who didn't get Slepp (or however it's called, a blood disease) when living on East Side Gallery in the middle of the Berlin Wall in '95. (The commies sprayed poison to stop plants growing so they couldn't shoot defectors.)

But I put that down to not drinking Jaegermeister. All the Jaeger drinkers got slepp.

But living on site in winter means you smell of diesel and wood-smoke. No need to wash. If Channel could bottle it they'd flog it for millions.