17 August, 2011
He nods an acknowledgement to his wife and turns to address the dog.
"Well Fido, I've just had a bastard of a day. How's your day been?"
To which the dog replies,
Edwin Greenwood is the nom de souris of a Mancunian early baby-boomer, now living in London, who like so many of his cohort has made the transition from cuddly inclusive soft-left liberal into a grumpy old git who is quite prepared to call a spade a black bastard. (The previous sentence may cause consternation to the Righteous. If this is you, read this and/or this before exploding with indignation.)