DOn't you even look up wherever you live in England and try to imagine bombs raining down like angry sleet or having food rationed and having lights out at a certain time etc (insert wartime spirit cliches) - could you imagine us or anyone aged between 15-35 (this will annoy Gunstrop) 'dealing with it' - we can barely cope with a bit of water now can we for crying out loud?

I have the theme to Goodnight Sweetheart on my brain now. Only myself to blame, as per.