When I’m walking I strut my stuff and I'm so strung out

[millionreasons]

When I first went to Camden aged 15 I was interested in jewellery, y’know, skull rings, studded bracelets, tie-dye skirts: that kinda gothing. Later, when I visited London sans parents, it was the 2^nd hand clothes I was into: dresses for a quid, sparkly suits for a fiver. When I moved here the Gull Bookshop wiled away several of my hours. Nowadays, I go straight to the food court and have Turkish or Moroccan or Greek or Thai or Columbian scran. After soba noodles ‘n’ curry and imam bayaldi and olives, we go up to Chalk Farm and I fulfil one of my 8 year old fantasies and meet Shakin’ Stevens go to an ice cream parlour, where I have a Coppa Alda (chocolate and tiramisu ice cream topped with hot fudge sauce, nuts and a gallon of whipped cream). Dave with his maple walnut, mint choc chip, double choc chip and amoretti biscuit selection sinks into a diabetic coma whereas I go on a sugar trip and start to see trails when I move my hand.

Double sit-ups next week.

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[harmlesskitty.livejournal.com]

... i'm high as a kite, i just might (i can dance in my seat just thinking of that song).

Useless trivia: my first london flat was on the camden road and owned by Shaky - it had been the office of his fan club at one point. even in 1999 we got a lot of (creepy, largely german) fan mail for him.

[millionreasons.livejournal.com]

I wanted to marry him when I was 8. Thankfully he wasn't Gary Glitter.