…for twenty odd years, then they expect you to pick a career, when you can’t really function – you’re so full of fear; a working class hero is something to be.
Monthly Archives: July 2010
Jul 28
recline yourself, resign yourself – you’re through
Rain, rain, go away, come again another day. Oh, but I keep forgetting – it’s good that it’s raining because the hose-pipe ban might be lifted. Errrr, do I care about the hose-pipe ban? Errrr, no. Not a drop (ha!). I don’t even have a hose-pipe. So rain, please, do one; and on your way, [...]
Jul 25
the verse you’ve started seems to me the tin-pan-tithesis of melody
Sunday cleaning, sunday coffee, sunday ebay sessioning (selling, not buying – at last!). And the Sunday sound? Sarah Vaughan. I WIN.
Jul 20
dreams are strewn across the sand
Have you seen the American Apparel high-waisted jeans? Sorry, should I say the four-way stretch high-waisted side-zipper pant lite, ha! Well, I’ve seen them and tried them and I love them. They fit like the glove of your dreams. They will be more than perfect for winter. Too comfy. Make your tummy look super flat. [...]
Jul 15
when routine bites hard
…and ambitions run low; and resentment rides high, but emotions won’t grow; and we’re changing our way, taking different roads…
Jul 14
and though you want them to last forever
You know when a dress literally has your name on it? Like, if you were shopping with friends (not that I ever do this, it’s against my laws) they would say Oh, it’s so you! Well, since my eyes have made a bit of a recovery (they’ve been rather inhuman of late) I stumped up [...]
Jul 13
hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
Anyone else wish they were in polka-dots with the sand beneath their feet? At the moment I’m drinking coffee, trying to speak in French and pondering a massive overhaul of my record collection. All lovely, but I do rather wish I was in polka-dots, sand beneath my feet, not a care in the world…
Jul 11
everyone seems to know the score
The world cup final. Without England. Should be used to it by now, shouldn’t I? However, I’m allowed to wish things were different. Of course I’m still going to watch. I’m allowed to be bitter though, aren’t I? To soften the blow we have bought the ingredients to make mojitos. Yum. I will take a [...]
