So it’s five o’clock in the afternoon. It’s dark. It’s wet. It’s gloomy. No, I’m not in Stockholm… I’m in Sydney. I can’t wait for my “year without winter”.
So it’s five o’clock in the afternoon. It’s dark. It’s wet. It’s gloomy. No, I’m not in Stockholm… I’m in Sydney. I can’t wait for my “year without winter”.