Horsham - The land that Time Forgot

Y'know, it amazes me the number of old people who must live in Horsham. Been in today looking for tweed sports jackets for our fancy dress project....peice of piss. Didn't even have to search. Mind you, makes you think, what happened to the former owners? Am I wearing a dead guy's jacket? And does he mind?

Jesus. ITS ONYLY A DAMN PHONE WOMAN. Not the end of the world. You're not going to die if you don't answer it. Actually, should you belive most horror movies, you're more at risk picking it up.