OUT ‘N’ OUT STUPID.
‘Green and Grey’ – New Model Army
Today, Maggie sent me a letter and a painting, which was lovely. I can’t wait to see her again.
Daniel saw Larry today and he says he’s looking ill. Donna Davidson + Kat have also seen him.
Tonite, Ash and I went to the Wine Bar and arranged the forthcoming beach barbecue with Spock. And then, in The Angel, we all nattered and drank loads. Then in walked Legs with a girl. And who was she? It was Angie Jones. CAR-IKEY ME, AHOY!
Well, after a nite’s boozing, we all went to Angie’s place, where Legs cried his eyes out about his skin condition (poor guy – we all told him he was fab and that none of us even notice) before going home. Ash then played us his brilliant new tape and Angie + I reminisced and she gave me back my Situation tape – The 41/2 Doctors – which I haven’t seen/heard since 1986.
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