Te-Riff-Ic #6

Apologies to everyone at Waterloo at 0815 this morning. The hobbling bottleneck at the main entrance was myself.

Paintball + poker + pints on Saturday = broken me. Mildly dehydrated, 27 identifiable bruises and overall, shattered. My legs are worst - seized up to an extent that stairs are a challenge, hence my new role as a rolling roadblock.

So, in tribute to my bolloxed thigh muscles, today's tenuously-linked song comes from one of my favourite films.

*edit 1929 hours.... Similar apologies to all those at Bristol Templemeads, Reading and Guildford who I have similarly annoyed today. Actually: Sod you. I hurt.