Brooklyn's photo book is now considered quite good.

Someone chose this for Room 101. I'm sure it was Trevor & Simon. That's how I first heard it.

A huge chunk of the music I love span off from getting into the Lightning Seeds and then checking out Broudie's incredible production CV.

Pale Fountains and Shack. Discovering the Bunnymen led to Cope. Terry Hall working with Andy Partridge.

"...and money. Bag loads of money"

Ohhhhh okay. It was dad. Dad found it.

Is it OK to open-hand slap a pensioner? How about if it's just during breakfast?

I'm not fully sure that's a joke. I'll try anything. When I get home I'm trying toothpaste. This is what it has come to.

It's like the panic you feel when you get tomato or curry on you. QUICK GET THAT OFF IMMEDIATELY. What? Why do we live in a world where we are so beholden to stains. It's 2025. STAINS SHOULD NOT EXIST.

I would go as far to say, barring dangerous chemicals and industrial mess, no stain should be permanent. What is getting on my shoes, from day to day walking, that is marking my trainers so badly it won't come off?