Took him out for lunch at a nice pub. Getting into my car, he pointed out how poorly it had come in the last JD Power survey. In the pub, he decided he'd just stick to his sandwiches for lunch and sat at the table eating them out of a tupperware box.

Had a work experience kid in that we desperately tried to find common ground with. Didn't like films. Didn't like music. Didn't like TV. Only thing he liked was NASCAR, specifically the crashes.

Ah, good choice. I’m not sure we had swedes in Teesside in the 80s.

My commiserations to your hands after carving the turnip. I’ve just got a sense memory of the candle creating that lovely warmed-up fart smell.

Get you, Dagatha Christie.

Trying (desperately) to be charitable, and viewing it purely from a tactical perspective (because policy-wise and ethically, it's just shit), I wonder if this is an attempt to exploit a schism in Reform between the authoritarians and the libertarians.