I HAVE READ DOCTOR WHO: THE RESCUE TONIGHT – IT’S EXCELLENT.
‘Cursum Perficio’ – Enya
I’ve been at Elbow’s today, for perhaps the last time and he’s done me a couple of videos of the old nostalgic WHO.
My God! All of you bastards out there. Listen to ‘Cursum Perficio’ by Enya and despair. Oh the passion it ignites within me.
Today, there was thunder and lightning and rain. Was it good? Of course it was.
WHAT A SHIT NAME…
FERGIE! OH, I MISS YOU LIKE FUCK!
These photographs of Fergie are gorgeous. I mean, I love the one where she’s sitting on the floor, whilst Fergie loves the portrait. Either one, she’s gorgeous. She’s an angel; a daughter of elves; the bright star of my dusky life. Mind you, all my relations say she looks like Betty did in the mid ‘60s, which is a bit weird. Kind of pleasant, but definitely fucking weird; in fact, it was my Dad who stunned me the most with that one. But I’ve so much of her up here with me: all her letters, the last package she sent, the tapes she lent me, the photos, her leaf, the bangles and the friendship band, the photography course poster she was on.
But I still panic about her loyalty to me.
There’s an irony in there somewhere, Children.
My No.1: ‘Step On’ by Happy Mondays
FERGIE, D’YOU LOVE ME, CUZ I LUV THEE!
How long does it take for a letter to travel second class? Is it three days?
Oh. As you may have guessed, she hasn’t replied to my letter of last Friday yet. I won’t ‘phone her until she does so. Otherwise, what’s the point?
Am I stupid for thinking something’s ‘gone wrong’? Maybe she’s thinking, ‘Fuck off, you jyppy, spotty, car-less, money-less bastard; I’m not gonna be arsed to write to you, cos Barry drives and he’s in a band and he’s got long hair…’
OH AYE! Don’t fail to count on at least ONE of the above, kiddies!
I’ve a mind to ring Sandra and suss the facts, y’know…
LET’S THINK ABOUT THIS…
The letter was sent on Friday, did its first day’s movement on Saturday, remained static on Sunday and Easter Monday, did its second day on Tuesday and its third on Wednesday, when it may or may not have finally arrived. Failing that, it arrived today. FECK!
I expect this means that she obviously can’t have read it till today. And won’t reply till at least tomorrow. So any return’ll arrive on Saturday, or even fucking Monday – by which time I’ll be back home!
WHAT A DILLAN I’VE BEEN.
And today I’ve sent her a letter, getting a bit irate about her lack of reply; voicing all my fears. SHIT. I was being far too previous. That’s torn the bastard.
I’m so het up about it all, y’know.
‘Africa’ – History featuring Q-Tee
I rang Amy Neat for a chat – I thought she might be a sympathetic ear – but she wasn’t in. Maybe that’s for the best. She’d probably say ‘TOLD YOU SO’ or something similar.
MUST RING JONNY TOMORROW SO HE GOES TO THE WENNS.
It does me in, all this. It really does, tha ‘noz.
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