Fashion Womble
I am a fashion womble, ‘cause I like to find
clothes that the everyday folk leave behind
in charity shops. They’ve got quite a range
the vintage, the bargain, the oddball and strange:
Chenille turtlenecks that are falling to pieces,
stonewashed Wranglers with turn-ups and creases,
a Hellbunny dress that won’t fit round the middle,
a gabardine coat that smells s...
Friday 24th February 2012 9:09 am
Love is The Stig
They say romance can sweep a girl from off her feet
but you lift yours with a tut as I hoover underneath
then mash the volume button till all that we can hear
is ALL SCOUSERS LOVE TO NICK HUB CAPS.
It’s Clarkson on Top Gear.
As they load each other’s rides with anvils for racing in the Bahamas
it’s the televisual progeny of Jeremy Beadle and Judith Chalmers.
Only WE ...
Thursday 16th February 2012 9:45 am
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