July 3 Warning over rubbish fire threat
The Scottish separatist stood before Jim Kerr, head bowed. The bloated simple minds front man floated forwards, his head at an ungodly and particularly Scottish angle, Celtic fury in his eyes. Behind him Charlie the other one lit the remaining matches one by one and threw them at his neck. one - the prime minister wasn't there As each match hit Charlie the other one counted out the ways the terrorist plan was doomed to fail. two - the voting hasn't started three - the firewood was damp four - you're no Guy Fawkes five - we said no six - we said no way, no way, no way It lasted only for twenty minutes or so and then they were gone and the deflated freedom fighter was left to lick his wounds.