I've not eaten today I decided that nothing would taste nice Everything in the cupboard looked fine But I just wasn't interested I couldn't see anything Nothing caught my eye And I have a wandering eye Not unlike the rest of me I'm a wanderer through and through I wandered up to the post office I wandered up to the corner shop I managed to get some food I managed to get some milk I put it in the fridge And watched it go sour I left it there so long I could no longer pour it It was thicker than my neck It was thicker than a plank of wood It was thicker than a red house brick It was thicker than another brick in the Berlin wall I felt like a brick I could be used to build a wall Probably a wall of ignorance Or an Iron Curtain I always thought I was well read I read a lot of stuff Most of it was boring In one eye out the other I read newspapers I read comics I read magazines I read "Harry Potter" I read "Lord of the Rings" I read "Horrible Histories" I read something by Virginia Woolf And I saw a movie about her once I wouldn't watch it again It was shit I watched Paul I don't like films about Beatles I don't like films I prefer the television I think that's all I need I eat that stuff up I'll eat it all day long Until I'm full of it.
Virginia Woolf, English writer, died today in 1941.
Neil Kinnock, Welsh Politician, was born today in 1942.
Nick Frost, English actor, comedian, screenwriter, producer and author, was born today in 1972.