bichoose (bichoose) wrote,

Monday 5th August 2013.

Summer is becoming bald fast, the nights are drawing in faster than Chinese whispers, rain drops bigger than dogs bollocks flood across the Manchester Basin and for once i smile as each bollock splashes in the gutter, as the stories of what if's mount in the gossip columns containing willow and leather...i end the day with the sound of the barmy army in full song..sweet even if it is a swizzles victory. Lolly Pops for every one..unless of coarse you are Australian.

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