Tuesday, July 16, 2002
Monday, July 15, 2002
Party hard...
Imagine, if you will, a stunningly beautiful summer Sunday afternoon by the seaside in Brighton. The sky is blue, the sun is blazing, the sea sparkling. The beach, the prom, and the pavements are covered in 60 tonnes of crushed cans, plastic bags and broken glass and the stench of stale piss hangs in the air. Don't get me wrong - I like a boogie on the beach as much as the next girl, but what, in the name of Norman Cook, went wrong?!
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Imagine, if you will, a stunningly beautiful summer Sunday afternoon by the seaside in Brighton. The sky is blue, the sun is blazing, the sea sparkling. The beach, the prom, and the pavements are covered in 60 tonnes of crushed cans, plastic bags and broken glass and the stench of stale piss hangs in the air. Don't get me wrong - I like a boogie on the beach as much as the next girl, but what, in the name of Norman Cook, went wrong?!
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Right guys - if anyone reading this knows and loves me, then this is where you need to go in pursuit of my next birthday present...or indeed your next totally spontaneous display of affection...just check out the pink flamingo earrings, for goodness' sake!!!
I speak as someone who has recently purchased a set of pink flamingo fairy lights... I've been reimbursed by Mother, she's hidden them in her wardrobe till December and they will be a 'surprise' birthday pressie...
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I speak as someone who has recently purchased a set of pink flamingo fairy lights... I've been reimbursed by Mother, she's hidden them in her wardrobe till December and they will be a 'surprise' birthday pressie...
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Thursday, July 11, 2002
Thank you Janice Long - now I have Close To You by Maxi Priest on the brain. And it's not an unpleasant sensation... ;)
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