Sunday, February 10, 2008

Soon as we could see clearly/ Through our big black eye/ Man, we lit up your world like it was the fourth of July...

Jumped the train to the north west for the next phase of the punk rock Alasdair Sawday project. Manchester, Blackpool and then ended up at the Liverpool Holiday Inn. Met a landlord who should be the next Prime Minister of this dumb country. Holy shit! is that my former commanding officer Mr Tim Southwell with Betty Boo at the bottom? It fucking is!

No comments: