Picture myself and my lady wife sat in the car, on the way out of Guildford. Peter Gabriel is on the stereo, and we're both singing along loudly and with gusto:

"Don't talk back - Just drive the car!
Shut your mouth - I know what you are!
Don't say nothing! - keep your hands on the wheel
Don't turn around - this is for real!"

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Myself and kyte observe an youngster being walked past mid-evening, in full daytime clothing but clutching a teddy bear.

Me: I think someone might be tired.
Kyte: To be fair, it could just be a new teddy bear - everyone needs something furry to hug.
Me (Working with my little arachnophile wife): Hmm - Everything needs something furry and octopodal to hug.
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You know, local elections always bring out the worst in some people, and parties.

Returning home from Farnborough yesterday, myself and Kit noticed that we were passed a sign for one of the 'issue' political parties (the UKIP, I believe), poking over a fence insisting "Say NO to unlimited immigration".

Being wishy-washy Guardian readers, we were ( Read more... )