Which always takes me to the line from Danny in Withnail and I “If you're hanging on to a rising balloon, you're presented with a difficult decision - let go before it's too late or hang on and keep getting higher, posing the question: how long can you keep a grip on the rope? They're selling hippie wigs in Woolworth's, man. The greatest decade in the history of mankind is over. And as Presuming Ed here has so consistently pointed out, we have failed to paint it black.“ Also oddly appropriate, sort of. We are definitely clinging on to the balloon with no idea what to do.
Mine was thankfully the final week at number one for Nickelback’s “How You Remind Me”. That ****e was top for eight weeks.
Mine was Wuthering Heights, happy with that. Mrs Nines who's two months younger than me was Rivers of Babylon, she's not happy.
Mrs Nines took our eldest ( 17 ) to get tested this morning at the Royal Marsden in Sutton where she works. The results should be back in three days. They've set up a large testing site at Ikea in Wembley for NHS workers, and two drive-in sites at Boots Nottingham and Surrey should be up and running soon.
Does your daughter have symptoms mate? Obviously for where your wife works she cannot risk passing the infection on.
My lock down record is Dusty Springfield - You Don't Have to Say You Love Me. Without doubt our greatest ever soul singer...
It turns out that mine is The Commodores’ “Three Times A Lady”. I think I’d rather repeatedly slam my old chap in the potting shed door than have that on repeat throughout the day.
My lockdown song is “ Everything I Own “ by Ken Boothe, strangely one of my favourite songs, and an old karaoke favourite back in the day .
