Tuesday, 22 March 2011

Quiché... Blackroom

Lorraine is dead, long live Blackroom. Before Scotland's economy collapses, I must point out that the Lorraine Kelly is fine and has never felt better in fact, on a side note, having decided to use flora as a way to lower her colesterol levels ("I put it on my toast, scons, haggis and porrige and I feel dead brilliant" she barked uncontrollably until Penny Smith stepped in and slapped her with a trout). Sorry for the UK-ccentric references: I'll get to my point - Blackroom have sent me (okay and everyone else on their mailing list) a free download of a nice 'wee' song called Angel.

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