A short guide to being really, really English.
Here’s a story about what happens when you have a really bad idea while running on too little sleep.
The darkness hugs my face… *WINK*. The sky flashes.
Hey, come have a look at this.
Okay, so I’m a total fraud. But look, I’ve no time to feel sorry for myself. Get inside. Get warm. Self-loathing, later.