Sad Apple Fan Boy
Today the Apple Store opened on Regent St, and being a sad fan boy, I wandered along. Only to find that there was a queue of sad tossers going right round the block. Some of these wankers had waited since the previous evening, through one of the coldest nights so far this winter.
Rather than queue to go in to a shop, something which only Soviet citizens and morons do, I decided to go to the pub, where there was tasty beer, and whisky, and hot Pimms, and a rather splendid steak and kidney pie.
I'll get my fix of Appley goodness some time next week.