The clocks have moved forward, which means the brighter seasons are close. So if you’re blessed to be in a country that has graced you with generous dollops of sunshine throughout the day, we hope that you’ve been out enjoying its fresh rays or, failing that, that you’ve been taking advantage of the season’s many associations to fertility and so forth (we know we will next week, as Schlock indulges in some erotica…)
Whatever you’ve been up to, we’re here now to see you to bed.
Teodor, in fact, expands on an often unexpanded upon leisurely activity…
… while Noel rips straight into a review of the (some-most?-would say) misguided remake of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre…
… only for Annette to take us back into more pleasant realms of human behaviour with a piece about that rare, fleeting but oh-so-desirable feeling: FLOW.
We hope to have left you suitably refreshed. And we do apologise for the lateness of the hour… if we said we moved our clocks a few hours ahead instead of one, would you believe us?
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