Oh, is it really so strange?

23/11/2007

Dear Moz(/God),

How is playing 6 dates on the trot in London, any way or shape fair?

Yours, disgruntled Northerner

Ms Campbell.


"Euh
I left the North
I travelled South
I found a tiny house
And I can't help the way that I feel
Oh yes, you can kick me
And you can punch me
And you can break my face
But you won't change the way I feel
'Cause I love you
Oh ..."



Gill just reminded me that we danced to The Smiths at Whitby G W, cripes, I do the whole Gladioli routine but with invisible Gladioli for that song. *Note to self: don't get so drunk you think dancing and flailing with invisible flowers is ok, again*