Not so much for Bronhom.
Was getting some stank eye from a group of College students this morning as I went to work so asked them ‘why the stank?’ and they said ‘Its not stank sir its respect’ and I said ‘You Respect Me?’ and they said ‘Yes, we seen you dance in class in a video, you pop’…Under the mist of a blush I approached them and fist bumped them all and said ‘I also respect you all for carrying on the traditions of bopping’ and walked away putting a little flair in my W. Heard them all whooping and booming as I went down the road, nice little boost for a Thursday.
bryan ferry is a very well dressed man
hmmm not so sure about this
But what about kevin from Roxy Magic?
Horrible innit. White bow tie, not for me Clive.
i don’t know who he is
KEVIN HACKETT bears an uncanny resemblance to FERRY both visually and vocally, and has honed a
stage presence which has received wide praise from fans of the original
I know I’ve said this before, but cba levels are at a record high today. And I’ve got so much work to do.
It’s going to be a slog.
Heya.
Nowt really. Bike workshop later where I’ll put a new freewheel on my single speed.
Lazarus was fucking terrible last night.
Oh shit, I’ve read some good stuff and some bad stuff, Not worth it then?
Morning.
I’ve got my office Christmas party this afternoon. Going to a pub near Kew with free booze so should be alright.
Doubt much work will get done this morning.
Shattered. Today has ‘lunch break nap’ written all over it.
Nope.
Avoid at all costs imo.
Lucy Raven’s cinema thing at the Serpentine Galleries looks alreet DB.
Went straight from work to drinks last night with no food in between. Bad idea!
Royter looks pretty good with a goatee
Packing today, moving to the new flat on Saturday. Just had a cleaner in to give a quote for an end-of-tenancy clean and he acted as if my flat was Chernobyl in miniature when it’s just a bit dusty really. I’d do it myself but our letting agents are notorious bastards and would take money off our deposit if they knew we hadn’t had it professionally cleaned.
They’re bringing a potential new tenant round later to have a look and I’m tempted to subtly point out all the mould and broken stuff they haven’t dealt with yet (the toilet seat’s been broken for months, we’ve tried to fix it but apparently it’s a very special toilet seat and fucking nowhere stocks the fittings to fix it).
Can’t wait to never have to deal with a letting agent again.
merry christmas comrade