Going to MJ Heaven.

This is a nod to My Mate Mad Melanie, and in memory of EJB. I should think that very few people will have a clue what I’m talking about. Oh well, who says a blog always has to make sense?

I think I’ll go to Yorkshire

And walk on Ilkley Moor,

And when I’m dead from lack of ’at

And frozen to the core,

I’ll chase the squealing girlies

’Cross the fields and round the tor.

 

You must admit, the image at least is an engaging one.