I’ll show you! Who needs to allegedly ruin your ‘private party’…
The sky was clear and sunny as I bounded up Jacob’s Ladder….
There’ll be a massive carved gate, trumpets…
A dodgy exploit verging on foolish…
Any sensible Sirens would be elsewhere…
It was distinctly wuthering up there…
I packed up grumpily and stomped out into pitch darkness…
Proud to be listed!
