What a rubbish intro to this piece.
Sorry about that. The bloke at the end of the desk has been playing Eric Clapton for the best part of an hour and it has fried the creative, joyful part of our brain.
Not only is he younger than 30, he was playing it, and humming along to it, like he was in his slippers at home crying into his cardigan.
What a bute.
We promise this will never happen again, readers.
[At lunch we shall liberate the offending CD and destroy any subsequent MP3 files, apols again - Ed]

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