Bring out your leeks

Ah, the first of the month, when a young man’s fancies lightly turn to a fucking huge deluge of mailman reminders.
It is St. David’s Day, though, so a hearty “Dydd Gwyl Dewi hapus” to all my readers from the land of close-harmony singing and double Ls. I’ll try and eat some cheese on toast and a leek for lunch.

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