You Are All On Notice

I am in a foul mood, and expect to remain so for many days to come.  The greatest living Englishman has died.

I'd like to make this into a little parable about how many of you have been behaving in all sorts of sodding stupid ways in the last few weeks, but I won't.  Bad things happen to good people.  Wear a fucking hat.

Now, I am going to listen to music.