olde londinium was good. met my mate's new bairn. so odd to look into the tiny face and familiar eyes staring back...
*shudder* tiny pod people
also partied like it's 1998: lashed in good mixer and lock tavern; danced to indie-electronica and stared at fat bloke in glitter doing bad leigh bowery impersonation. ahhh, meeeemmoorriiiiiesssss.
today was boss' dad's funeral. has left me in an odd mood. off home for theraputic pottering in kitchen
*shudder* tiny pod people
also partied like it's 1998: lashed in good mixer and lock tavern; danced to indie-electronica and stared at fat bloke in glitter doing bad leigh bowery impersonation. ahhh, meeeemmoorriiiiiesssss.
today was boss' dad's funeral. has left me in an odd mood. off home for theraputic pottering in kitchen
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It's silly, but it seems you need to ask to be let in.
Edited to say - I aplologise for double posting. It's inexcusable.
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Fat man in glitter and pod people? Ah! An alcohol fueled vision, very scary, were you on absinthe?
I can't really remember 1998, I was pissed a lot. I was probably in Rockscene at the Astoria and the Intrepid Fox most weekends around that time.