Seven Months Of Summer start here & now!
If only this fact could have been recalled last night I perhaps would be a little less late for work...
Actually, it has been a rather trying week what with earlier being egged by a gang of, it turned out, wholly unrepentant underclass subhumans and then riding my bike into the back of a car yesterday.
Still, Seven Months Of Summer!
When one wakes to to a window containing an unexpected vision of a realised utopian future, a view that frames no less than thirty-six cranes and a constant flow of widebody jetliners, one wonders what wonders the future has left to reveal.
But, wonderous bollocks aside, I would like to rename Europe's tallest building: after, and in honour of, the Swiss Re Cucumis sativus I bestow the title of 'Swiss Chard' upon this spire.
Mmmm... gherkins & beet tops; I wonder what delicious vegetable will be the next to grace the London skyline's garden of Earthly delights.
To sprint yer arse off for a train and make it with seconds to spare: is there anything more gladdening?
Also, the imaginary band's new name is now 'Ply Faced Chip'.
