Your Sperm’s In The Gutter Your Love’s In The Sink

Jethro Tull. Thick As A Brick. 1972.

I’ve always had an affinity with this lyric because it neatly sums up my life. Yes I’m in a dark reflective mood again. I’ve just passed my leaving work anniversary, one whole year since clocking off. Where did that year go and what have I achieved? Sweet fuck all! I seem to have been born without a shred of ambition. C’est la vie.
Back in the “garden” 2 young ladies who have managed to cheer me up now and again.