having the rug pulled...
last night
about an hour after eating the remains of the day before's fish pie (that was soo delicious and cooked by mrs.perou) i had need of emergency toilet action.
repeated need of ermergency toilet action.
which was bad when i slipped on a few stairs heading to the toilet, wearing socks (or stocking feet as my grandad would have said) and crashed to the ground bashing my shoulder, hitting my head and ALMOST loosing bowel control at the same time.
mrs.perou told me not to eat the pie...but it was so tasty: i couldn't just bin it.
so, today, i got up and got packed with a view to hook up with marilyn manson at wembley tonight BUT instead have slowly felt worse and worse with some kind of trippy head cold (no longer fish pie related i think) and have spent the day sleeping and watching tv in bed.
i know i keep saying it but i hate being ill and find it very inconvienient running anything under 80%
spot the dog
this came to my attention today.
i think i shot it may 2006.
nice of nobody to send me a copy.
my work in print: magazines, covers, sleeves, t-shirts and posters is very badly archived...or just isn't.
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