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Self-loathing humans.

Difficult, but not impossible.

Has to be three words only: "Get pits done".

Me and three friends have cancelled a trip to Aosta valley in Northern Italy next week. We are now aiming for Austria instead but this is starting to feel irresponsible at best, foolhardy at worst.

I think better too.

Absolutely my experience. It's muddy and dense. Someone described the guitar on TARGO as like a spider crawling your face.

A bottle of Pegoes! Have you tried the white?

You gotta love F. Henderson. Just polished off our Christmas Turkey in a Pilau. Got friends over tomorrow. Can't settle on what to cook. Thinking braised guinea fowl with fennel and vermouth. Will report back. I'm delighted by all the good grub eaten by Dissensians. I guess good taste...

With Bill, primary school teacher pal who's pleased this winter term is finally over: Smoked trout with cucumber, horseradish and tarragon sauce then Partridge braised in white with some roast potatoes

Good idea. Being a Lib Dem voter is surely an indulgence. Being a Lib Dem politician even more so.

In a strange echo I spent a night in Heaven in 1991. The Ragga Twins playing live at Rage. I was in a white minority and had - foolishly it turned out - taken a microd*t.

I love it when the moon is strong enough to cast shadows.

A fridge-emptying sauce with leftover roast chicken, mushrooms, bacon, tarragon and creme fraiche with fresh tagliatelle and a glass or two of a Northern Italian Red: Suagnà Langhe Rosso 2013

Hello. Lamb meatballs with coriander and cumin. Baked with a tomato sauce and melted goat's cheese. Pitta Portuguese white.