Erase the roof
In a world where singing is dangerous, Guy Noble goes looking for his sense of humour and decides it’s time to move music outdoors.
I woke up a few days ago with the feeling that I was missing something important. It was similar to the sensation of making a cup of coffee, putting it down on a shelf or in a cupboard and then having no memory of where it was left. Just the nagging feeling that it is there, waiting. Then I realised what I had mislaid – my sense of humour. I checked up at the supermarket where a woman had snapped at me because I wasn’t standing precisely on my distancing spot, but no, no-one had handed it in. It wasn’t in the car where I had...
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