I am trying to buy a blanket but it is impossible, blankets are too useful to be attainable in these times Politicians of all parties demand that we lug ourselves out of town
In the way that smug couples that love themselves fuck themselves together and buy flats in Primrose Hill you hated me as much as I hated myself so we fucked ourselves together
I’d had enough of that. The sniping. The cynicism. The middle class, know-it-all, BBC, Hampstead, cous-cous, I’m-better-than-you, taramasalata.
The chicken who got run over had a history of crossing the road to get to the other side The driver who ran him over had a history of changing channels on the radio while driving