Bollocks, Damn, Bugger, Blast.
Oct. 26th, 2004 03:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blahflowersJohn Peel has died on holiday at the age of 65. Peel's dead, Thatcher is still alive. It's official, everything sucks.
"D'you ken John Peel, with his voice so grey?
He sounds as though he's talking from far, far away,
He sends us to sleep at the end of the day,
'Till we're woken up by Tony Blackburn in the morning."
"D'you ken John Peel, with his voice so grey?
He sounds as though he's talking from far, far away,
He sends us to sleep at the end of the day,
'Till we're woken up by Tony Blackburn in the morning."
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