I should have posted this last week, but I was aff gettin' pished in London.
I was saddened to observe, last wednesday the 15th February, a rose. A crushed rose lying in the gutter outside the hoors window.
I shan't spoil the bittersweet feeling you're all undoubtedly having right now by making any smug observations.
(P.S. Where is our favourite hostie's blog?)