‘If you don’t get the message that your selfish will is not the centre of the universe, you’re never gonna get anything sorted out.’
Steve Jones – ‘Lonely Boy’ Tales From A Sex Pistol
‘If you don’t get the message that your selfish will is not the centre of the universe, you’re never gonna get anything sorted out.’
Steve Jones – ‘Lonely Boy’ Tales From A Sex Pistol
I’ll have rage on the rocks with a bitter twisted lemon
Peanuts in a bowl, to kill the hunger in my soul
There. That’s better. First one down the hatch. Now I’m starting to get the feeling that’s it’s not going to be such a bad day after all.
Put something on the jukebox, something tribal, incoherent, no sad songs, or weary ballads.
Won’t you join me in a vodka tsunami?
Let’s put the world to rights. Problems solved in a flash
over liquid lunch and liquid dinner
Let’s bring water to this desert
Let’s bring foliage sweet and green
Because this day is turning out to be a great day
Oh, look, there’s an oasis
Oh no, it’s just a mirage
Of time lost
And people wasted
Or is the other way round?
It’s a lovely day today, don’t you think?
Come on, it’s your round, make it a double, or a pint.
Something to soak up this dried up emptied out hallowed out I’m-spitting-feathers sponge
Nothing left to say
Nothing left to do
But celebrate
Because I don’t know about you…but quite frankly
I’m so in love with today right now.
I can see the bottom of the glass
And I don’t want to see the end of anything
So keep ’em topped up
‘cos it’s a wonderful day
Have I mentioned this? Oh, I have?
My memory’s not too good lately
God know why.
It’s a mystery.
Well, I’ll say it again
I’m in love with today
But I’m going to hate tomorrow.
-Sue Young
‘Like bullies the whole world over, my mother did not mess with strength. She messed with weakness.’
For all the cold noses and warm hearts, the snowed in, the breadless, milkless hordes of Britons fighting the Beast, here is my quote of the week.
‘The English never yield, and though driven back and thrown into confusion, they always return to the fight, thirsting for vengeance as long as they have a breath of life.’
-Giovanni Mocenigo, Venetian Ambassodor in France 1588.
P.S We definately need to get the Scottish and Welsh in there as well! I’m not sure we can avenge snow, but we’ll have a damn good try. The Grit King cometh.