Old Sean lived alone in Northern Ireland. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but it was very hard work. His only son, Mick, who used to help him, was in an English prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament ( Read more... )

i actually sorta dislike not having uni now. once i got off for easter i've spent most of my time horizontal and bored stupid. i don't want to get out of bed cos i know that once i do i'll just have the same amount of nothing to do as i did while i was lying down. feels like a bit of a waste to me ( Read more... )