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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

This is the most fantastic thing I have ever had the pleasure to hear. You must go immediately from this place and listen to Jon Holmes and Travis the Baby, as played on Virgin Radio last Saturday night at 1 o’clock in the morning. Click on the link that reads ‘Travis the baby’ and spend the next seven minutes giggling. It’s a beautiful moment.

In other Sharon news, I’ve managed to buy another pair of shoes, to equal my sister Edel who, while trying to emulate my life in every way, has also recently purchased two new pairs of shoes. She’s also taken to signing the Lee and Herring guestbook. She wants to be me.

But less about her. Yesterday, on my way home from work, I accidentally bought a pair of eight hole Dr Martens, something I’ve never owned in my life, despite being alive for 25 years. My ones are blue. I’ve only managed to wear them for a total of five minutes so far, but once I’ve got the buggers broken in, there’ll be no stopping me.

Assuming I’ve still got feet left.

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