It’s night time in the big city. A solitary man rocks a crying baby. It’s Theme Time Afterword Hour with your host ganglesprocket
Welcome friends. I have spent a day solo parenting and so my thoughts turn to death and the nothingness to which we are galloping, with grim inevitability.
Given that my teething child has been somewhat demanding and her brother is learning all kinds of terrible behaviours at nursery, I personally think this song sums up my feelings about death at the moment. Any other offers gratefully accepted….