But Mousie, thou art no thy lane,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best-laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men
Gang aft agley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promis’d joy!
Still thou are blest, compared wi’ me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But Och! I backward cast my e’e,
On prospects drear!
An’ forward, tho’ I cannot see,
I guess an’ fear!
Who on erth is going to pay for all the cash the government is handing out for fuel tac cuts etc. ? Our children and grandchildren I fear .
Good Morning Thursday 25th April 2024
Gary Glitter programme Tuesday
Elderly fellow gran has become loudly racist
Washing bio gel or quid in the drum
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic