Great post meesterboom.. Though I thought you was dead.. something colourful.. hit by a dump truck, drowned in a stench trench, strangled in the beef drapes of a Glasgow big gal who makes her own cheese within her own folds after an illegal night out of indiscriminate imbibition... these were the rumours anyway. Upon hearing them I nodded solemnly for I knew you died noble in a way we all wish to. Good to see you're still sucking the free oxygen of new normal Britain. Lol. I was flipping through your short stories the other day having a chuckle as I hadn't caught up with them in a while. Looking forward to the next time you chuck some more good old fashioned irreverent funny as f**** work up.
RE: The Wilds of Glasgow