If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings-nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And which is more, you'll be a Man ,my son.
Does anyone else's commentry sound like they have been sucking helium
I'm listening on-line to Humberside and it sounds like there is a delayed echo commentary which makes the comments and punditry slightly more sense than normal
Good one on one work from Hall on King. Please stop jumping out of the line in defence though.