I could only tolerate an afternoon if I took a triple amount of the stated dose of valium prescribed by my GP (who would soon take his own life).

This world, I am afraid, is designed for crashing bores.

I see myself rather like an old discarded dishrag.

What's the first thing I do when I wake up in the morning? Wish I hadn't.

The Cure: A new dimension of the word 'crap'.

In England, pop music seems now to be exclusively for children. If an artist is no good, why is it necessary to have that artist repeatedly rammed in our face?

Boot the grime of this world in the crotch dear.