Here's a man after my own heart on the subject of space.

[Herbert Augustus Chapman]

Why? How do you know it's irrelevant? If you don't look, you'll never find what's there.

"I'm very keen on exploring County Bumfúck as it involves places I might want to go. The ocean beyond the horizon, on the other hand, is an irrelevance."

version of his wánking shed - something like a wánking hovel dug into the earth - no curtains of course.

[Burney]

version of his wánking shed - something like a wánking hovel dug into the earth - no curtains of course.

It's 'poteen' or 'poitín'. Unless you're suggesting I'm listening to Puccini, of course. In which case you also can't spell that.

[Herbert Augustus Chapman]

It's 'poteen' or 'poitín'. Unless you're suggesting I'm listening to Puccini, of course. In which case you also can't spell that.

You only know that cos you just looked it up ya West Brit tosser.