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Wednesday 5th September 2007.

Today i have thought on many things,champagne super nova's in the sky,wonder walls,dressed by insipid bees wax pumped up with pink laced Doc Martins.The works wireless spluttered this morning in speech from 1984.." eat fast food and you'll be thick as the bag of fries in your palm ",be sure to check there is no hair growing within the softness, came from a voice on my shoulder..aarrhh the goblins are awake,strange no fast food when i was a lad...
I rode out in my tiny red van..picked up a bottle of IRN-BRU..and some pink gaudy looking sweetie's..sod it..think fat..go fat...after all a police officer is asking for.." to have all people living in Great Britain a,..DNA..file on a database..including all visitors to this green and pleasant land."..Impossible..not in Great Britain any more...i could not stop the song..."The Band Played Waltzing Matilda " pulling up through the grey matter bursting forth with the snippet "Who'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me".
I think there is still some Chardonnay in the fridge...before prohibition kicks in...

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