Monday, 6 January 2014

When the universe comes together...

...and brings small wicked pleasures. Like when you're driving down the half-flooded, dual carriageway with the windscreen wipers on triple speed, and realise that the irritating squeak they always emit synchronises perfectly with Spandau Ballet's 'Gold'.

Now that's why I can't be doing with listening to Radio 4.

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