So I know I keep threatening to write something meaningful here but it never happens…well it might or it might not happen, it’s not like there is anything going on that needs me to add to it is there ? Iran, North Korea, Harry Redknapp, Adele’s 17 weeks at no.1 can all go on quite happily without Nick Waplington adding to the mix. So I need to find something different to say, something meaningful and thoughtful to speak about like the state of British sweets, the other day I wanted a Snickers (Marathon to those of us of a certain age) 69p, 69 fucking P, fuck right off. Last time I purchased one it cost 30p, whapp’en ?

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