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Look. It’s fucking freezing ok? Yeah yeah ok robynz and maybe zelest and think4yrself probably would think that -2 was the height of summer but no…..not here….-2 is like fucking Arctic. There’s Eskimos Innuit trying to hunt fucking fish through ice holes in the back garden. Trying to tell them a) that there are no…
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Day 3. The cold is unabating. Feet and hands have turned blue. Oates, the blasted fool, his fingers blackened with frostbite asked if we wanted anything from the Brierley Village stores then left the house. His parting remarks “I am just going to get some fags and may be some time” chill us further to…
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Even with the doors closed and the windows shut there is still a draught causing an “unquiet chill” upon my bones. Filming tomorrow. Mrs Gnomepants takes the stage.
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As inspired by these (though admittedly not as good) ( Number 2 – Jingle Bells ) Cor! You can’t half go fast through this slushOn this 16 valve V8 sledI hope you’ve asked permission to go over this arable landThink it’s funny do you?Best not make too much noise with them bells eitherYou’ll get us served with…
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As inspired by these (though admittedly not as good)
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As inspired by these
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Christmas eh? Aren’t you the least bit tired of it yet? This year, for me at least, the Christmas build up has been one of abject resentment. “Oh fuck it’s Christmas soon” “Decorations? Already?” “I’ll wait until the January Sales” “If I hear that fucking ‘Stop the Cavalry’ once more I’ll kill someone “Big Issue….Help…
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