(I plead insane)
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We have survived yet another glorious English Winter
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the greatest R&B singer this side of the Atlantic
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SWINGIN’.
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“Can I get you anything, sir?”
“Vodka and lime, please”
“Certainly, sir”
I really felt like a lord, nearly asked for my coronet when I left.
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Except for that greaseball Sinatra ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
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12 galls of Beer Barrel of Cyder, 3 bottle Whiskey Wine. Her ma and pa gone away for the weekend I’ll twist myself till I drop (I’m glad to say).
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BIG GRIN
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