Seems David's and James's attempt at a reunion last night
didn't go too well. Nobody's heard from David since. I've spent the night driving round London searching people's allotments for cabbage patches.
Unfortunately, there are a hell of a lot of allotments in London.
When I find him, I'm going to hug the living daylights out of him, I don't care what he says kill him. And then I'm going to use my new rocket launcher to blow up his house.