Sunday, May 25, 2003
I'm gutted.
Friday 30th May the Victoria & Albert Museum is presenting Fashion in Motion with Jean Paul Gaultier. And I can't go. I'm not going to be around - I'm not even in the country - and then they have arranged the event I have dreamed of in ages.
And Turkey won and England lost...amid conspiracy-theories and bad excuses lingers the truth: that Jemini or whatever they were called really, really couldn't sing. Among a group of out-of-tune amateurs, they were the worst.
Mr s. got almost excited when Beerland nearly won, but only almost. He's not that fond of kitch. Didn't even like the light switch-cover I brought home yesterday.
Friday 30th May the Victoria & Albert Museum is presenting Fashion in Motion with Jean Paul Gaultier. And I can't go. I'm not going to be around - I'm not even in the country - and then they have arranged the event I have dreamed of in ages.
And Turkey won and England lost...amid conspiracy-theories and bad excuses lingers the truth: that Jemini or whatever they were called really, really couldn't sing. Among a group of out-of-tune amateurs, they were the worst.
Mr s. got almost excited when Beerland nearly won, but only almost. He's not that fond of kitch. Didn't even like the light switch-cover I brought home yesterday.
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