Lyrics: White Wedding by Billy Idol. Clearly Tom is pre-punk, although this was rather Top 40 version of mild punk, like Boomtown Rats or something.
Unfortunately, no opportunity to work from home today (Friday), and the motorways were not clever. A vote for peace within the family household was not even a question, it was a necessity. No training.
Alehouse. Like you say 56 is a bit too close for comfort (eh Tom?). If it's appropriate to wet a baby's head with a pint or two, then surely it's appropriate to do funerals in the Irish manner. Take a week over it and sober up later. I've got ideas about what I want at my funeral, and one thing is a decent meal, none of this stuff about a plate of curly sandwiches.