Monday Morning blues? Banish them with some great 1980's Italian Hardcore

Damn, the new Blogger interface doesn't really do this justice at all. Still, as lateral webmong humour goes: it's hard to beat.

Today's piece of web silliness: this.
Jesus, it's already starting to get dark. At 3pm. Sheesh. Just *how* much do I really love November?

Oh, I love November: it's like the whole country is bracing itself for the oncoming assault of winter. There's a steely resolve in the goose-egg grey of the sky, the trees send out an almost imperceptible shiver: and there's an unseen cape of fallen leaves trailing behind my train as it slices the still air on its way back to London. As the weather flexes its muscles, the countryside tightens its fists: I'll say it again- I love November.