Wednesday, 21 October 2009

The Harley is a great place to make friends

Last night I went to a gig there ( a very good band called Clues) and whilst standing outside with the dirty smokers, a Frank Gallagher wannabe with " Oh no" tattooed (probably by himself) on his knuckles and "empty" tattooed on his stomach approached us and started a conversation. He was a bit mental but hopefully harmless.

Monday, 19 October 2009

My alarm clock wakes me up in the morning

It's not invigorating. It's probably the most soul destroying noise I hear every day but it gets me up. If that fails, there's always my noisy housemate who gets up at the crack of dawn to bang spoons against bowls.

Saturday, 3 October 2009