Your tongue is sharp and your keyboard worn with the pounding of many a misguided word young Joe. In this day and age tis sad to think that one cannot find romance in anything non-materialistic. With passion burning in your throbbing heart for that someone special the 9:15 Paddington to Bristol can seem like the Orient Express, the mud flats of Weston-Super-Mare can seem like a sun-drenched shores of the Maldives and a wilting handful of daisies transform into a dozen red roses when gazed upon through the warm splendour of love.
Joe, I leave you with this thought, once said by your hero “I would do anything for love, but I won’t do that!”