In This Age Of Getting What You

When The Day Comes, I Remember How Much I Loathe Flying. I Seethe At The Humiliation Of Airport Security Checks.

Working Is Bad Enough In The Winter, But In The Summer It Can Become Completely Intolerable. Stuck In Airless Offices, Every Fibre Of Our Being Seems To Cry Out For Freedom. We're Reminded Of Being Stuck In Double Maths While The Birds Sing Outside.

Sensible People Advise Against Drinking On An Empty Stomach, But To My Mind It Is The Best Sort Of Drinking.

Guilt Is Also A Way For Us To Express To Others That We Are A Person Of Good Conscience.

I Don't Put Much Faith In The Political System Because It's A Question Of How Are You Going To Run Capitalism, Not How Are We Going To Develop A Different System To Capitalism.