Oliver Miller

Let’s All Wear Tweed!

Tweed, tweed, tweed.

Suddenly, in the midst of the war, I was overcome by an incredible feeling of optimism.

Almost there. But not quite.

Surrounded by crowds, but still lonely. Alone in your apartment and still lonely.

The beautiful girl enters the room.

Embrace it.

It is strange to see you here, old friend.

The heart of every break-up story is a sad ballad.

Let us go on an undersea journey. For I think now that you are ready.

Who let those dogs out? Who, who, who, who, who?