Drive-by post no.1 (with onion rings and root beer)
Oh yay! A weekend of eating sun-warmed strawberries and gorgeous salads in people's gardens. It's been bloody marvellous. Summer has finally y-bloody-well-cumen in, loude sing cuckou! Louder (and unashamedly poppier) still sing The Pipettes. This song makes me want to doo-wop down to Dotty P. and blow next month's budget on polka-dot frocks. Catchy as hell and pure summer froth. Listen at your own risk.