Although I Played A Lot

I Think It's Good To Look At How People Lived Before, And Then Take The Best Bits Of That Culture And Try To Mix It In With Your Own.

Working Is Bad Enough In The Winter, But In The Summer It Can Become Completely Intolerable. Stuck In Airless Offices, Every Fibre Of Our Being Seems To Cry Out For Freedom. We're Reminded Of Being Stuck In Double Maths While The Birds Sing Outside.

Often, The Things That A Lot Of Work Has Gone Into Have Been Incredibly Bad Because They're Over-worked.

Beauty Feeds Us. Anarchy Is Beauty. We Are Against The Grey People. We Want To Decorate, Like Those Fantastic Indian Lorries Which Are Covered With Flowers. Beauty Must Conquer The Lust For Order; Order Is Ugliness.

Computers Tend To Separate Us From Each Other - Mum's On The Laptop, Dad's On The Ipad, Teenagers Are On Facebook, Toddlers Are On The Ds, And So On.