Long time, no blog
Right. My parents are telling me off for not blogging for a while. Well, first of all, my two fellow bloggers friends haven't blogged in ages, so nyah, and I've had a perfectly good reason for not blogging.
Sulky teenager doesn't come across very well on t'internet, does it?
Anyway, to keep you ticking over, some things I have seen and done in the last couple of weeks:
1: I've been listening to Goldie Lookin' Chain a lot. Scuzzy Welsh rappers who take the piss out of the American rap scene with songs like 'Guns Don't Kill People, Rappers Do'.
Guns don't kill people rappers do,
I seen it in a documentary on BBC2,
Shot to death outside Hyper Value,
Guns blazin like Michael Caine in Zulu
2: I saw three builder types in their builder-type white van, one of them covered in blood gushing from a head wound, presumably on their way to the Royal Free Hospital (Doney Casanova, here's looking at you, kid) . They were chatting and laughing; obviously it had been a hilarious accident.
3: I've been trying to block out the realisation that England have quite a reasonable chance of winning the World Cup this year. I've also been trying to stop the Special One finding out that the World Cup semi-finals and final will be on while we're in Sicily.
4: Did I mention, the Special One and I are going to Sicily for a week? We're staying in Palermo, staying in the Marrakesh room of this hippy guesthouse, we'll be visiting Corleone and watching the World Cup final. Wouldn't England v Italy be fun?
5: Waiting for my bus (come on, did you think there wasn't going to be a bus story?), I looked up and, from a lit second story window, a woman was staring down. She kept looking at me and flicking her hair. I, being the kind to mind my own business, stared back. This went on for several minutes. My bus came. It occurred to me later that it was probably a brothel.
6: After several false starts, the summer has finally arrived. While the tube is fine, buses are begining to get a little uncomfortable. August will be hellish.
Sulky teenager doesn't come across very well on t'internet, does it?
Anyway, to keep you ticking over, some things I have seen and done in the last couple of weeks:
1: I've been listening to Goldie Lookin' Chain a lot. Scuzzy Welsh rappers who take the piss out of the American rap scene with songs like 'Guns Don't Kill People, Rappers Do'.
Guns don't kill people rappers do,
I seen it in a documentary on BBC2,
Shot to death outside Hyper Value,
Guns blazin like Michael Caine in Zulu
2: I saw three builder types in their builder-type white van, one of them covered in blood gushing from a head wound, presumably on their way to the Royal Free Hospital (Doney Casanova, here's looking at you, kid) . They were chatting and laughing; obviously it had been a hilarious accident.
3: I've been trying to block out the realisation that England have quite a reasonable chance of winning the World Cup this year. I've also been trying to stop the Special One finding out that the World Cup semi-finals and final will be on while we're in Sicily.
4: Did I mention, the Special One and I are going to Sicily for a week? We're staying in Palermo, staying in the Marrakesh room of this hippy guesthouse, we'll be visiting Corleone and watching the World Cup final. Wouldn't England v Italy be fun?
5: Waiting for my bus (come on, did you think there wasn't going to be a bus story?), I looked up and, from a lit second story window, a woman was staring down. She kept looking at me and flicking her hair. I, being the kind to mind my own business, stared back. This went on for several minutes. My bus came. It occurred to me later that it was probably a brothel.
6: After several false starts, the summer has finally arrived. While the tube is fine, buses are begining to get a little uncomfortable. August will be hellish.
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