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| Friday, September 7th, 2007 | | 1:51 pm |
I appear to have bought a flat Woohoo!
So, pick up keys at five start cleaning at six despair of cleaning and go to the pub at seven
there's nowt like taking responsibility by the horns. Current Mood: jubilant | | Friday, June 22nd, 2007 | | 12:54 am |
edinburgh
s'been way too long. see (many of) you in Embra at about 2.30, which is pretty good going, pub by 2.45? well it is quite hilly. currently dusting down that weird yorkshire/glasgow accent i used to wear so badly. also appear to have bought a flat, but we'll believe it when we see it, so I'm not skulking about in curtain shops just yet. angus is a girl, | | Friday, December 23rd, 2005 | | 1:34 pm |
humbug
Hi there! Off to sunny Yorkshire for a couple of days of family-orientated mince-pie eating fun. - Wearing kitch jumpers and rolling about in the snow a-la George and Andrew in an 80's 'last christmas' sylee. 'Back in Londonshire sometime Boxing-day, and weirdly enough I'm at liberty between xmas and NYE so... Americans - if you're over here gimme a shout, 'give us someone to talk to whilst we're waiting for the tube to start running again! for those non-londoners, hope you have a fantastic time over the hols, hopefiully hook up in 2006. in the meantime, if you've not visited this site, do. Death-mettalers, bless! http://ruthlessreviews.com/top10/10blackmetal2.html Current Mood: lazyCurrent Music: wham | | Thursday, September 22nd, 2005 | | 1:55 pm |
old....
Wotcha, Just a quick note for all thems what didnt get a text Impending further old age happening, i know, terrible isnt it! As an interesting departure from being imaginative; Beer, The Dev, Camden, Sat 1st October, about 7:30 Would be lovely to see you, where we can eat mint imperials and talk loudly about pre-decimalised currency, how contemporary music's 'just done on computers' and 'the war'. Tx Current Mood: nostalgicCurrent Music: Radio 4 | | Thursday, July 7th, 2005 | | 2:22 pm |
London calling...
Hey there Close one that, I'm in Liverpool Street, 'Got evacuated from Moorgate, then from Liv St Station. All really weird round here - half the streets are closed, all the tube and the busses, no mainline trains no mobile phones to speak of...plenty of helicopters. Really weird seeing no traffic on the roads except police cars - and it looks like Aldgate's got a four-block cordon around it. 'Spoke to Jim and a few other folk who work round here, all's safe, mainly due to no one being particularly good at getting into work first thing! Got a bloody long walk home to finsbury park tho! If only it'd stop raining... Tx | | Tuesday, April 19th, 2005 | | 1:21 pm |
No Whitters!
Wail! No Whitters for me this time! Loads of weddings going on, plus vast oerreaching skintness brought upon by house purchasing *ouch!* So.. Hope yez all have a wonderful time, Should see some of the americans tomorrow in London tho! bring me back a kipper! Tx Current Mood: creativeCurrent Music: this mortal coil | | Wednesday, March 2nd, 2005 | | 1:22 pm |
| | Tuesday, February 22nd, 2005 | | 1:08 pm |
meanwhile, on the evolutionary ladder...
So.... Who'se going back to that pub in Highbury to get a photo of the menu with 'Loin of Cod' on it? Tx Current Mood: contemplativeCurrent Music: Jane Weidlin? - rush hour | | Monday, January 31st, 2005 | | 1:59 pm |
Satan found my demo tape
Hiya, Sorry i've been a bit low profile - much staying in been going on. Did pop out last night to go to some well iffy gothic/fetish-ish-ish club run by the church of satan (bless) last night (Sunday indeed!) - I'd never have appreciated evil could be so funny! no squirrels, you'll be pleased to note - but someone dressed as the big S was there with a giant goat head on! (as you do) trying not to let his wicked goaty nature get the better of him - pulling washing off the line and nibbling people's clothes. none too sinister really, though quite impressed at the six-pounds-sixty-six admission fee! of course, there were two of us so I ended up paying thirteen pounds, thirty two - which is slightly less spooky. ...but that very same evening the phantom of Beatrice road returned my long lost demo tape via the medium of that well known portal to the other realms - the wardrobe. Coincidence? or just a sad reflection of my absent mindedness? hmmm, I guess i did go through that phase of putting my hairbrush in the fridge, and the milk in the bathroom every time i went out - so I guess we need look no further than the real world for an explaination. pity. :-) Current Mood: weirdCurrent Music: droom | | Wednesday, January 5th, 2005 | | 1:52 pm |
Who was the mystery old punk? Hi there
No idea who the mystery old punk was in Crouch End the other day,
but reckon he was someone famous - he acted like he was too, but then, it was Crouch End and anyone who isnt famous there thinks they are.
Explanitory word for the americans, Crouch End is where B-list celebrities in London go to Hibernate every winter, but no-one knows why.
Anyway, I fed the words 'old', 'punk', and 'Crouch End' into google to see what I could find..was surprised by the results. Could've been a sex pistol - half of them do live there, or have - but it wasnt, (not fat enough) Even higher class - could've been Peter Shelley, but, alas, it wasnt. So we may never figure it out.
Then I hit upon something odder! according to http://www.knowhere.co.uk/125_heroes.html Ho Chi Minh used to live there! I mean! goodness! communist dictators a go-go round our place! It would explain why everone's walls round here are painted red, and why we keep on accidentally get all that misdirected mail for no. 26 addressed to Mr D Leader...
Happy New Year Hope you had a goodun! We had a right laugh! Current Mood: calmCurrent Music: God Bow | | Monday, December 20th, 2004 | | 1:55 pm |
nature takes on seasonal weirdness
Not usual Finsbury Park behavior - whilst wending my way to work a grey squirrel scampered across my path. nothing itself unusual there... but it had in its squirrely grasp a mince pie! ...little one, whole and uneaten Mr Kipling-type thing still in its little tinfoil cup (the mince pie, not the squirrel) must be all those secret experiments with the london water supply in the '50s! or xmas commercialism finally taken hold of the tree-dwelling rodent population? Current Mood: hangover unjustly avoidedCurrent Music: gentle purring of the photocopier |
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