Play Dead are on the STEREO with ‘Bloodstains Pleasure’.
I am sunburnt. It hurts me. OW! OW! OW!
Hey look, it’s DYONNY PARTWY, with his sheepskin hair and sidies!
Who’ve you been hanging around with, Dyonny?
I’ve been thpending time with Dyo Grant, Lith Thyaw, Thaira Dyane Thmith, Lethbridth Thtewart, Tharjent Benthon, Mike Yaytth, The Marthter, the Acthonth and the Autonth.
‘Unbeatabix/Bran Flakes’– A Short Commercial Break
I now tidy THE PURPLE HAVEN for THE COMING OF MY BEST MATE
AND WHAT OF THE ROBBERS?
‘Back Door Man’ – The Doors
Oh my god, on my new The Whip LP, there’s this song by Slave Drive, and you’ll never guess who they are – they’re sodding Meat Of Youth!!! And The Venomettes play on the Andi Sexgang/Marc Almond track!
Ooh. Did I tell you I’d finished Ian Marter’s THE DONIMATORS, and it was ‘GOOD’.
I mean, THE DOOMSDAY WEAPON.
‘America’ – Throwing Muses
THROWING MUSES ARE ON! THEY’RE RIGHT GOOD!
OH LOOK, IT’S BERWIN. HELLO, BERWIN.
HALLOO! EY EP, FRITCHERD. AR-YA-DUING, FLAD? AR-YA-DUING?
ALRIGHT. HAVE YOU BEEN SHOPPING?
AYE. THAT’S RAIGHT. I’VE BOUGHT A DOG.
SO I CAN KILL PEOPLE IF THEY HIT ME.
YOU WHAT? OH MY GOD! WHY DID YOU BUY THAT ORANGE BEETLE CAR?
TO FRAN PEOPLE O’ER WI, SEE?!
WHAT’S IT SAY ON THE BONNET? ‘GET UNDER ME WHEELS!’… YOU’RE MAD.
AYE. THAT’S RAIGHT. BAT I’M RAIGHT SKILL ‘N’ ALL.
WHY DID YOU BUY THAT KNIFE AND FORK?
TO KILL KIDS WITH.
A BOMB. A TEEM BAMB.
WHAT FOR? MORE SENSELESS MURDER?!
NO, TO PUT UNDER ME PILLOW TO WAKE ME EP.
YOU’RE WANKERS IN THE HEAD. YOU’RE A PUFF, BERWIN!
YOU WHAT? WHAT YER SAY? WHAT YER CALL ME THEN? EH? EH?
YOU SPILT ME PINT! DON’T TALK ABOUT MY MAM LEEK THAT!
COME HERE ‘N’ SAY IT. COME ON. YOU WANNA FAIGHT, EH?
WANNA FAIGHT? COS I’LL HAVE THEE ONE. COME ON.
I’LL HAVE YER A SCRAP. YOU GIT. I CAN FAIGHT YOU EASY.
I CAN FAIGHT YOU WI’ BOTH HANDS TEED BEHEENDS ME BACK.
AND ME LEGS. AND ME HEE-HARSE. AND ME NOSE. AND ME FWEELEH.
COME ON. CHICKEN. YOU BASTARD CHICKEN! YOU FRIGGING BAMBOY!
HAH! YOU JUST A PACKET OF BOIL IN THE BAG SHAIGHT! YOU’S LOTS NOT WORTH’T’ EFFORT. YOU’RE A WASTE O’ TIME. I WUNT DARE WASTE ME HENERGY KNACKING THEE. AH WUNT. YOU’RE JUST A SKID ON STEN’S PANTS. EH? WHAT? COME ON, IF YOU’RE MAN ENOUGH! IF YOU’RE BIG ENOUGH! YOU DUNT KNOW WHAT YOU’D BE TEKKIN’ ON! YOU-FUCK-IN-DUNT! COME ON THEN, IF YOU THINK YOU’RE HARD ENOUGH! IF-YOU-THINK-YOU’RE-HAY-HARD-EN-OUGH! YOU JUST DUNT KNO’ WHAT Y’U’D BE IN FOH! YOU DUNT! COME ON THEN, MEK SUMMAT ON IT. JAST TREE. I’LL KILL THEE. I’M WEELD, ME. I’M TAFF. YOU COWARD!
EH? EH? AARGH! SHAIT! EH! HEY, STOPPIT! URF! ARGH! NOOO! PLEASE DANT HIT ME. PAT ME DARN. ENHAND ME, YOU PAFF. NOO. ARGH! NO, PLEASE! OH PLEASE! DON’T HIT ME! NO. OWCH! STOP! PLEASE! DON’T TACH WHAT YOU CAN’T AFFOOOARD!
‘Watch That Man’ – David Bowie
I didn’t really tell you, but during what I am now beginning to perceive as ‘this summer holiday’, during my period of heavy labour, loading lorries, I visited former A-level tutor Larry Goodgirl with a view to finding out more – and perhaps enrolling – on the new BTEC PERFORMING ARTS course at my virtual home-from-home, the NORFOLK COLLEGE OF ARTS + TECHNOLOGY. I began pushing my parents to let me enrol, as I believe this course might be beneficial to my hopes of becoming a theatre director.
Larry outlined the course in some detail, and it impressed me very much. And even though he was in the middle of rehearsals for his production of CARRIE (‘First the blood, then the boys…’) for the Edinburgh Festival, he took the time to explain that the first project I would be involved, if I enrol, is a production of Shakespeare’s Macbeth. This show, he indicated, would involve and encompass contributions from the entire collection of College Drama pupils, and would be produced, created + staged principally by the students involved, with only advice and guidance offered from the Drama Department.
Unfortunately, Mr Goodgirl neglected to hand me the preparatory ‘pink sheet’, so I’ll have to chase him up on that…
‘Just Call Me Sky’ – Naz Nomad & the Nightmares
Tonite, Kat rang. Very briefly. Apparently Willock is staying over there tonite and she rang me secretly while supposedly ‘at the toilet’.
FOLLOWING THE EVENTS OF SATURDAY/SUNDAY, she wants me more than ever, more than anything, anything in the WORLD. She can’t wait for Saturday.
And tomorrow, she’s seeing LARRY GOODGIRL for a BTEC interview. Officially, there are no interviews until AUGUST, but KAT quite sensibly rang LARRY up and told him she’s DESPERATE to do the COURSE and she’d like him to CONSIDER her APPLICATION. She also told him that she is a good friend of mine and that we are soon to be working on a SCRIPT (hopefully in AUGUST at her place). So LARRY agreed it would be wise for him to see her tomorrow.
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Next time: ‘Return of the Robbers…’