this is NOT an advert
looking for business a cab.
worked round the farm for a while before mum-mum and dad-dad came to look after the sons.
DTT with mrs.perou and didn't buy anything in liberties but did buy a load in M&S.
this is how classy i am.
socks and pants.
checked into lovely 'rough luxe' in kings cross and caught up with lovely leo who had 'my' room ready for us.
unable to get a cab in kings cross, decided to walk a way down the street.people men were staring at mrs.perou.
some were talking.
at one moment i left mrs.perou's side to look for cabs just round the corner and mrs.perou found herself surrounded by four eastern european men saying 'how much? how much?'.
'how ever much money you have, or you could get together will NEVER be enough, EVER'.
seems a nice girl in heels and costume jewellery can't stand about on the streets of kings cross without getting herself in trouble these days.
'i'm not sure this is a compliment' said mrs.perou 'everyone thinks i'm a brass'.
eventually caught a cab to shoreditch house and had dinner and drinks with che and miranda.
went to the JBO party aka 'old skool reunion' where che realised he's lost his cards and i felt tortured by the grey haired, balding people trying to relive their youth.
back to the rough luxe sanctuary earlier than it could have been.
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