A Church building. A Church building. A gig at a Church building. Me at a gig at a Church building. To be honest, I didn’t know what to expect: the bigot in me would have loved a sing-along around a fire, but the reason within me supposed that it would be no different than any [...]
Ah, Digbeth at 7PM on the evening of many people’s Christmas work’s parties: never before had I seen such lewd behaviour from the supposedly reputable professionals; though I will not be so disgusted as not to admit that watching those who would otherwise be determined to prove their superiority to you publicly relieving themselves is [...]
