October 3, 2011 § Leave a comment
A night at the flat…
Watching French TV. Gave up with Les Mis because I kept hearing my own name. Bit weird after 10 hours going stir-crazy in a showroom… so, I’m now watching this pop channel and it’s great: lots of Indy stuff with sunny videos that look like your best mate filmed them with his super 8 (possibly when drunk on cider) of pretty fluffy-haired boys and beautiful languid girls… oh and a couple of blokes in hoodies. Snogging….