Well, here we are again. 'Tis the season to be jolly, if such a thing exists. If Liverpool hadn't got beaten by Man United this afternoon joy would be unconfined. Well, not quite unconfined, as last night I had dinner with the brother-in-law who grew up in India and cooks up a serious cuzza, with all the alcoholic trimmings. My hangovers don't actually give me a headache - just a catatonic paralysis which keeps me in bed for most of the day. Still, did a late-night walk, to and from the pub.....
And anyone who wishes to take the adjective beginning with F in its literal sense has my full effing blessing.
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well at least Arsenal won their game eh? :P
This is Toby by the way :D
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