2012 Predictions

I predict that the planets will ALL move on awhiles, some slightly, and some slightly more than slightly. The ones that are in retrograde will be compared to that prince of denmark who could never quite make his mind up.

So take heed – are you finally ready to trim that outrageous marmolade coloured bush of yours – or is the impending remake of Planet of the Apes really that important ?

George Osborne will develop a nasal mole in the shape of a small pastelled breast. It will be in honour of his favourite Nanny from Eton, and he’ll call it foogsy quite a lot in the run up to the next Budget Speech.

Most will nod and wink at the implications for base rates, and the declining value of your hard-earned pound and what it means for your nearest and dearest.

Others will obsess about far more important things like S.Cowell, and K. Middleton, and for this their lives will be adorned with new, unutterable layers of meaning.

And god bless them.
I’ll keep posting as much crap as I can be bothered with.

We’ve never met, rubes, and for long may that continue.

O:)

I’ve always been a heartfelt fan of what the bass is doing. Not that Paul Siminon rock star poster crap you get deluded by, but by real bass sounds that
walk through your brain like a panther that hasn’t eaten lately.