GRANDPA STAN

#Wednesday. This track is as good an indication as any of how we feel about the last four days on British shores. Unclear if it’s all been a nightmarish echo from a parallel world that no longer exists (or should exist) … or just, in fact, a LOT of very ridiculous fun featuring the unimpeachable triumvirate that is burnt sausages, sponge cake and best bitter. We seem to be hedging towards the latter but it’s still more than a little hard to call it right now.