At last, we have a cure for all!
Ailments large and ailments small,
Good health is not beyond my reach,
If I inject myself with bleach.
Radiant, I’ll prance along,
Every trace of limescale gone,
With disinfectant as my friend,
Like him,
I’m clean around the bend.
And so it begins...
A border down the Irish Sea. Another above Hadrian’s Wall. The beginning of the end of the Union. Brought to you by the Conservative and Unionist Party.
A short documentary titled 'Journey from Flute Soloist to Conductor'. Thank you Maestro George Pehlivanian for your encouragement during some difficult times...but IT HAS BEEN WORTH IT.
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“Silent face, the marble index of a mind forever voyaging through strange seas of thought, alone.” Wordsworth was writing of Newton, but he might have been foreseeing the silent face of Newton’s great successor as Lucasian Professor.