Go wherever you please, Ms Lady.
Don't know what's coming at you this week: t'will be workload dependant.
Sometimes I think BLT is the perfect song and no one else should bother, even though New Order have always been more of a booty call than an actual thing for me, musically speaking. Bless Bernard for never bothering to learn to sing; his breezy roadkill stylings are a timeless objet de vertu in the manner of Aphrodite's girdle. Or Peaches.