Dec. 20th, 2007
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Dec. 20th, 2007 12:23 pmI am sitting on a train speeding south through the east Midlands; the grass and trees are covered in a deep frost, and, despite the fog, it is very beautiful.
On my iPop I am listening to Handel's Messiah; it seemed rather fitting.
But all I can think of is Eric Idle saying "he's not the messiah, he's a very naughty boy...!"
On my iPop I am listening to Handel's Messiah; it seemed rather fitting.
But all I can think of is Eric Idle saying "he's not the messiah, he's a very naughty boy...!"
(no subject)
Dec. 20th, 2007 12:23 pmI am sitting on a train speeding south through the east Midlands; the grass and trees are covered in a deep frost, and, despite the fog, it is very beautiful.
On my iPop I am listening to Handel's Messiah; it seemed rather fitting.
But all I can think of is Eric Idle saying "he's not the messiah, he's a very naughty boy...!"
On my iPop I am listening to Handel's Messiah; it seemed rather fitting.
But all I can think of is Eric Idle saying "he's not the messiah, he's a very naughty boy...!"