
cheap thrills
after a little chiro up town, went to a chemist who recommended some 'chest-eze' to finish off my lingering chesty cough.
took a pill and then took an hour and a half to drive a few miles from shepherds bush to soho.
at soho house joe noticed me furiously writing emails and asked me if i was ok.
'no: i took a 'non-drowsy' chest-eze a couple of hours ago and now i'm speeding my tits off: i feel like i'm about to start hallucinating'
2 pints of westons organic cider later and i was feeling a little better.
i guess i should have paid more attention to the manufacturer of chest-eze's name.
ben (pugh) came to meet me for some discussions and ketchup catch up.
then namalee, david, georgina, clara and dempsey came for dinner.
dempsey had just done the alan titchmarsh tv show and was wearing a pirate costume.
an old gimmer sat next to us complained immediately about a (tiny) dog being in SH.
FUCK OFF.
apres dinner we relocated to hanover square to the 'centrefold magazine' launch party and i was happy to bump into old friends and clients.
i've been neglecting public appearances.
left when the (awful) band 'new vinyl' destyroyed the moment.
returned to farm knackered by 1.30am tomorrow
wishing the 6ltr v8 truck was a supercharged XK8 or bmw m6