These are grim times. We live in a world filled with cruelty, indifference, and pointless suffering. And then, to make matters worse, we stumble upon an artist like David Fullarton who seems to find our atrocious situation amusing. Laughing in the face of our anxieties, mocking our foibles and poking fun at the absurdity of modern existence, this is an individual with no respect for the seriousness of our malaise. And whilst the title of this dubious collection appears to offer us an apology on his behalf, one is left with lingering doubts over the sincerity of his regret.