sistervigilante

So been writing the epic saga that is my dissertation! just been writing about the delights of the silver screen and its impact on the gothic subculturally and ended trauling through my old kerrang's and metal hammer's to look for note worthy articles so now i feel abit better about it
something happened on sunday so traumatic i can only write about it now........

no, not really just forgot untill now , was coming home and it was pissing down, and i was absolutely soaked, turned down my road [which has the best name ever "hannibal road" ohh yeah!!] and on the other side of the road to me was this small old asian woman walking with her shopping wheeley bag thing and as she got to a drive way , which had a giant puddle in it by the way, she started walking through and i glanced over thinking ohh she's ganna get her saari wet...ok it had been a long day....any way she got in the middle and stopped and took her sandles off and started washing her feet in the puddle, which was probabley filled with dog shit, spit, broken glass, fag butts maybe the odd hyperdermic needle, but regardless she stood there happy washing her feet then her sandles...and i just carried on walking.
i saw her on wednesday and she gave me a cheeky smile. crazy old lady!

sorry for the randomness of this