Saturday, August 30, 2008
And she spent all the money I give her/ Just to see the old man in the moon....
Pete and Romeo did some (magic) numbers down at the bar; Claire was in charge; TK1 and JK1 and I then split to a brown pub where 2 beautiful Australian Cattle dogs were enjoying a Guiness and then hooked up with Jamie etc; then over to Rocks West under the Westway for H's party where HUGS and the GHOSTS etc rocked the W11 endz... My, things have changed in my old neighborhood...
Friday, August 29, 2008
I went home with the waitress/ The way I always do/ How was I to know she was with the Russians too?
Monday, August 25, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
This is our decison, to live fast and die young/ We have the vision, now let's have some fun...
I'll move to Paris, Shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars/ You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars....
Beautiful and quiet London this weekend. Met dailytitlow etc at The Market Porter for f16 drinkies in the sun then onto the bar to hook up with the fabulous and brilliant Ms. Charlotte for cocktails and sushi. We drew down the shades and ventured into the night at 57 where Shankly and Scampi were beefing over a plastic toy and hung with Tim Nice But Dim from the F.O and a couple of old school players just back from the desert...one photo by Charlotte one by the aforementioned dark lords..
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