Remember the Popeye The Sailor Man songs we sang in the playground? For some reason they were usually rude! One I particularly remember:
I'm Popeye the Sailorman
I live in a pot of jam
The jam is so sticky, it sticks to my dicky,
I'm Popeye the Sailorman!
Aricle on what it's like to work as professional psychic witch
Cash, should we have some on us?
What job would you do now, if you had the choice? (Light hearted)




