Wednesday, 23 February 2011

Wintery sadness

Sometimes, Lord Bassington-Bassington comes across a song which perfectly captures his mood. And this happened yesterday.

Perhaps this is a sign that his lordship should attempt to attend 6 Comm's farewell concert this summer. If they let him in, that is. Club owners tend to be prejudiced against Basset hounds - claiming that they slobber, sniff the scrotums of strangers and pee in the corners. As if that makes the noble Basset different from the regular clubber!

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