It is getting a bit silly, I must admit. Letting in the wilder fringes of American identity politics
has just made it too easy. These people are actually mad.
Mind you, did you see that link to the Julie Burchill article about suicide?
Feeling sympathy for Julie Burchill is an unusual emotion for me, but I did feel sorry for her when her son committed suicide. Then someone linked me to this charming piece she wrote.
I don't know whether it makes me feel more or less sorry for her. To know you wrote something like that and then had that happen must feel appalling. But then if you're enough of a c**t to write something like that in the first place…?
50-50 ball for me.
http://www.theguardian.com/theguardi...end7. weekend6
How long before you call the kebab shop?
It could happen at around 9 pm.
Otherwise I'll be OK. GLW returns tomorrow.
If you are hungry bro I can come and pick you up in my new smart vehicle. Chickpea stew ?
Yes. You'll need to cook proper then.
Talking of Guardianism, are you familiar with the chap who picks apart Guardian Blind Dates?
Guardian dating intrigues me. Can you imagine how utterly ghastly some of the people are?
I assume I'd get a go on Polly
While Owen watched. Touching his winkle.
