Libertarian meat eater, right wing in the sense of conservative with a small c.

Saturday, 3 November 2007

England, my England

There are times when you just have to sit back and wonder in the joy that is winning the lottery of life. I have come back from the pub to have a treat of jam and butter on bread. Those who don't understand this never will, to those who do; I salute you sirs.

Sincerely,

Falco

1 comment:

The Englishman said...

Marmite is what you need...