Handbags   (The sad, the bad and the ugly. Non-productive stuff here.)

'I keep imagining hism sat at a table in the pub holding his phone, Several males gathered around him staring at what appears on thw screen. Sometimes, they wave friends over to view the screen with them. Everyone Ooo's and Aah's at walshy, as his rapier like wit tears the other users new bum holes. They clamour to the bar to purchase their Hero a beer.'