Only more than two weeks to go to Christmas and, already, crazy-mad people are running about buying goods as if there were a fül crisis on. But I am immune to such churlish alarmism, and will not clog up the shop aisles in the month of December.
Every person should own a shop. And its name should rhyme with its owner's name. And it should sell deodorants.
The European Union: it has butter mountains and wine lakes, but where does it keep its surplus Natural Gas? Clouds? Balloons?
Enough buffoonery, I'm off to watch a film on the telly.