07.16.04 - 09:19am
So yeah, the next absurd test of my psychological weatherproofing was meant to be doing the Damo Suzuki gig and having him stay at my house. Of course I was going to get a plaque made for the space above the front door “Damo Suzuki spent the night here: 17-7-04″, which I like to think [...]
07.11.04 - 09:54am
Oh yeah, just as a sort of coda to the Legs Akimbo thing: as Caroline and I were walking up Mill Road (the paving-stones of which I would have happily kissed) after Lucy dropped us off she was trying to give me this “now that wasn’t so bad in the end, was it?”– type of [...]
07.11.04 - 09:35am
Right, can’t be arsed to be too long-winded, but:
So we get out of the assembly horror and have a bit of respite, but I feel so shitty and ashamed that it doesn’t really feel like it. It was a bit like being in a fire and then getting out of the fire, but [...]
07.01.04 - 07:47am
First time I’ve had to myself in a few days, but I’m so hungover I can’t do anything useful. I certainly can’t deal with the horror of Part 3. Little tip for any drinkers out there: pass on the Old Speckled Hen in cans. Sainsburys had a deal but it just isn’t worth the pennies [...]