Must supermarket willpower be so much greater than evening nibble willpower?
Why do i have no Nutella?
Where is my Nutella?
Someone please bring me some Nutella.
He was pretending he was a dog.
And then he bit me.
I was raging.
He was like, “I’m sorry, I’ll go buy you something from Boots for it.”
I saw Village at the end of the world.
Good cheeks. And lots of snow covered in blood. I’m always glad for sunshine.
This is the Kit and Richard Dawson and Body Parts. In a community center in Easterhouse. Tea lights atop tables arranged as though a jazz club. Mother felt the wine portions were rather generous. CJ said it was a plastic cup illusion.
Wonderful wonderful things to hear by all three.
Is his name.
And so I stitched it for his birthday.
GmbH have closed down. I can’t find any mention of it happening. But also can’t find any mention of them being in existence. They lived in The Lighthouse and sold good publications. It’s all a bit sad really. And is made sadder still because I have £20 of unspent monies to be used there. This is why you need to have a working memory. So that you remember to take your pretty voucher with you when you visit exotic cities and get to exchange it for nice things. Oh well. It is pretty though. I’m happy to have it for its prettiness. I suppose.
A lovely pre-hogmanay evening.
Was spent in lovely company listening to good records. They have a wall of records and know how to play them. They also live off the very best stairwell. Peeling pastel colours and some of the very best tiles. This is why i need a fancy phone with a camera. I will just need to visit again. What a chore.