It's the fifteenth of May, and I'm cold, and I'm wet.
People weather the terrible storm.
A scene from a film circa 1982. We drove down George Street, en route to Wendy's . Glenn Campbell was on the radio singing about cleaning his gun and dreaming of Galveston. Uh, you know, I remember Scott Crolla in his Furry Freak Brothers t-shirt, if that's anything. The song name-checks many of the bits and pieces of '80s Britain that mostly defined the decade before dance music refocussed things.