Food damn it- should have done my organic veggies shopping today, but had overtime to do. I'll have it off tomorrow (!) But can't be too disappointed since I managed to do a vegan Chinese nosh at the Angel on Sunday. Met a sabbing geezer and his boyfriend (!) to view a flat;but I'm not to keen on borrowing it whilst he's down under.
Paid a visit afterwards to the one and only Franco's of Pizza fame ( est. Brixton 80's) 90's restaurant still in the design my bros. did 15 years ago, andI got invited in, given plate of celery and carrots covered with virgin olive oil. That's the stuff natter is made of.
Could of had a pizza, wine etc but had already eaten as mucho as i liked. As for nothing, the usual solitary red rose at a table- threw mine to the cocktail waitress. xx
Even Franco, doesn't eat his own pizza with cheese- a revelation, he donna do dairy... Vegan opportunity knocks
Oh Saturday -what a day, up at 3, gone by 3.30, arrived in Herts. at some unholy time, ( should have gone to the Lord Nelson goth night I suppose
) staking out kennels, and chasing the hunt until, it dawned on them we were there to prevent their scam.
Asphalt laid a shed roof, in time for my team to loose at footie- tough luck Beck's someone had to go!
Like a duck
to water, I think I won't be missing London (central) and the daily haunts, when I can get on the water outside. What better way to broaden my horizons than boat hunting even as far away as Somerset. At least it keeps my mind from the daily acid test, rouge and belchers I'm having to return to: now was it diamonds for ever or a girl's best friend? Who can tell me?
The gold rush is back in London
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hearts:
My MY! What a comment you left on my last journal.
bettiebones:
Yeah, I know what you mean about being a poor artist. I've got a few super talented friends who finished their art degrees and ended up working in book shops or record shops. It's soooo sad 