Very busy Friday night, Lucy's 30th and then onto the wilds of Seven Sisters for Cappa's do - incredibly drunk, monster hangover, evening ended up back in Stockwell line dancing to Shooter Jennings and Tomoland narrowly avoiding a duffing up when he snapped a snoozing malevolent mini-cab driver on a greasy sofa -
Three days in Suffolk, sublime weather, beach was amazing - once again visited the Wenhaston Doom, it's totally awesome - there seems to be a strange un-PC outbreak of the darker inhabitants of Noddy land across the country (see also Tomoland) - these fellas looked very at home in Aldeburgh - Dunwich beach is vanishing at an incredible rate, an incredible rate, an incredible rate...
Finally cought up with Annabel and Louie nearly a year after he arrived, managed a bit better with Neil and Maja, Misty is only five days old! very cute - on a more sinister note, on route to the aforementioned rendezvous I found myself pulling up behind the creepy Werthers original distributing Jonathan King! (normally his favoured position I suspect) that's his ostentatious Siver Spur mk II - check the number plate, you think he'd be a bit more low key -
Then onto the Enterprise in Camden for a good old fashioned shouty friday night booze up! 90's style - Indie, what happened? Sir Text-A-Lot and Tomoland were in attendance and fine fettle as we put to rights the entire universe - Suffolk tomorrow -