Just back from canal ride on bike. Went really well until someone threw an egg at me from a bridge. Or maybe it was a bird which went into sudden labour. Will clean off egg, not do Boris Bikes any more and go to Obesity Clinic on bus. At least will be alive and clean when sitting on arse instead of dead and covered in egg.

I find it very difficult to compose when I&#39;m not playing.

Water: it has no taste, no smell, no color, and yet it is the most important thing in the world.

From success you get a lot of things, but not that great inside thing that love brings you.

Written By Samuel Goldwyn

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