Sinister: what did I make of the cool set in london

[Jules Markham]

Hello ribena-drinking, jaffa-cake-munching tweefolk,
So I've been silent of late, and apologies to anyone who is waiting for me 
to write letters/send toys, I've been mired in a spirit ditch of late. It 
got so bad that my impenitrably accented doctor has put me on prozac (I'm 
such a bleeding stereotype!) but the funniest thing has to be the box it 
comes in, bright orange with seventies designs all over it (surely designed 
to throw you into the pit of despair!) It's my own fault really, as I 
refused the other stuff he offered me as it came in gelatine capsules (his 
argument was 'eees only a leetle bit!')
hmph
Mike's campaign to Make Jules Happy has been successful, we went to london 
to visit my friend Alice and her boyfriend martin. He had the Lucksmiths, a 
posse of twee australians who you've probably never heard of staying in his 
pokey 'big for london' flat while they played some gigs there. We saw them 
play at some place called spitz, but martin didnt play because the other 
half of his band was in leeds or something. Airport girl played, and I 
growled at the rude londoners for talking while they sang. Then I went and 
chatted to Tali, who got the guilts about the fact that their tshirts were 
somewhere across the atlantic. So I bought some singles, and gave them to 
Mikey. Then Mikey saw Darren from Hefner get turned away from the venue 
because it was full, and felt smug because we had better contacts that the 
stroppy one from hefner- yaay (Jack is so much nicer, and he isnt at all 
scared when you interview him for a student paper and offer toys while 
asking bizarre questions about daytime television). Then tali and his 
minimal band bounced onto the stage, and he sang and played drums, which is 
pretty bloody impressive if you ask me! We jumped about a lot and martin got 
really drunk and danced around the PA system.
We were invited to go see them again when martin's band would be supporting, 
but that would clash with seeing hefner in manchester...
We staggered back to alice's, a little addled but in good humour, and went 
to some car boot sale in the morning. I bought alice some fuzzy felt and a 
noah's ark game and bought mike some beads.
Then on the coach journey home we had to wait in a layby of the M1 for two 
hours for an AA man to come look at a loose wheel nut (according to the 
driver, it could have been 'slightly fatal' to leave it) but made it home by 
midnight, and the cats had missed us. aww.


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