Yesterday evening I decided a pointless wander was the thing. It may have been that everyone I knew was busy, it may have been the religious symbolism of such a journey into the wilderness on this most holy of weekends. I don’t know.
Met @unarocks on the street, she tempted me with talk of cakes and alcohol at Soundcheck, I resisted and moved on.
Almost, ALMOST gave up my wandering and quest and went home when it started to rain but then a voice spoke to me.
“Rick……..Rick……RICK!!!!! You need a haircut!”
Haircut, Chapters (two purchases – Rolf Harris’s Autobiography and Bertrand Russell’s The Problems Of Philosophy), Eddie’s, The Damned United.
Who needs friends after all?