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Dreadful Nonsense

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

Dear The City of London,

Today is the first day of June. Today is, therefore, the official beginning of the Summer, in terms of the ladies wearing the shorter skirts with no tights, the cute little pump shoes that sparkle, and the gentlemen traditionally moving to the short sleeved shirts and, occasionally (if they're not British), the sandal shoes. Summertime is a fun time for all of The City of London, as we can now bustle along, but bustle along eating icecream. We can all aggressively shove each other aside, but aggressively shove each other aside while noting what good tans we all have. We can mutter rude words at each other, but mutter rude words at each other while thinking about the fact that beer gardens are once again a groovy place to be.

You see, dear The City of London, summertime is a wonderful time to be. Therefore, I beg of you, can you please, please, please place close attention to your morning and afternoon ablutions, particularly those of you who, like me, have to commute on public stuffy transport every day. I have one word for you, dear The City of London, and that one word is: DEODORANT.

Please look into it.

Your friend,



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