I’m listening to him now!
I had a few months off from him this year, as he was really getting on my wick and talking about how marvellous he is all of the time (spoiler alert: he isn’t). And his constant ‘and err-ing’ is infuriating.
But I’m listening to him again this week and last.
There is something comforting about listening to him, it’s very hard to explain.
I often fall asleep listening to him, and I can hear him in my dreams, he follows me around, droning on…
Not only does he chuck everything away, he proudly says that he doesn’t recycle, it all goes to landfill 