Wednesday, 30 April 2008

I CAN'T WAIT



Isn't Christmas fantastic?

xx Lektrogirl

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Tuesday, 29 April 2008

NO SECRETS

I was thinking about this on the walk home from the tube station today, rather than trying to take photos of yellow things in the rain.

As a point of note for all guys, it is almost 85% certain that your girlfriend knows your password. And she knows it in the same way she knows where you left your cheque book / keys / belt. It is deeply mystifying to males how females do this [specially as we are always losing stuff.]

However girls, if your boyfriend has any brains at all and is a bit techno savvy, he will be well aware of keystroke capture software he will be able to install on computers you use and learn all your secrets. It isn't hard. Monsieur Raide was expert at stuff like this. And a German I knew.

I'm stuffed from dinner with my favourite Mr Pink at The Duke Of York on Doughty Mews. He really is so funny. Our most current joke involves a story about the look on his old dog's face when it licked a wee in the street and Mr Pink prancing around calling out random disses like he was a Kingston dancehall queen. He also had some great stories tonight about riding in a rickshaw with Pete Burns round Soho back in the 80's and Daryl Hall allegedly having a wooden leg. But I can't go for that. No can do.

xx Lektrogirl

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GETS UP MY NOSE

Fake ass people die


Well this is what gets up Reh Doggs nose. I haven't bothered to check up on him lately but I have to say I really love this video.

Now, I will tell you what gets up my nose:

1] the improper use of the term 'manic depression' and all it's derivatives/applications. [Alex T - what is the proper way of saying what I want there?]

So to make this clear to everyone, technically speaking, you don't mean what you think you do when you go on about being 'manically depressed'. Manic depression [apart from being a frustrated miss, just ask Jimi Hendrix] is a psychiatric condition marked by alternate periods of elation and depression. The 'manic' part actually refers to the intense elation.

2] Getting hung up on. It drives me INSANE. To the point of storming over to someone's house and pounding on their door to finish what I was saying at one in the morning.

xx Lektrogirl

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Monday, 28 April 2008

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Big day for my family - it is the G.A.'s 82nd and Tucker's 3rd birthday today. Mum made 6 dozen sausage rolls. woo hoo!

xx Lektrogirl

Sunday, 27 April 2008

GO LIGHT A CANDLE

Go light a candle is a really incredible piece of Australian slang. In lieu of finding anything suitable, I found this piece of wonderment of fellow Nasty Netter Kevin Bewersdorf Lighting his own fart.



xx Lektrogirl

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RUNAWAY

No lie - GOOD TIMES



I dragged Cardinal out last night cause she was a bit down over Jamal passing. Please all bare with me cause it is so difficult to not be making pussy / waking up next to a stiffy / mouse to mouse etc jokes cause it is also really sad. Out of respect for Jamal I just can't disrespect his memory.

We went to PUSH and drank £2 whisky and cokes with Michael who's new hair cut makes him look like an Air Commodore [it is really good! tip for the Summer boys!] and had a great laugh. Momentarily, I was struck cause on of the DJ teams played Runaway by Del Shannon and I was immediately transported back to the age of 6-7 dancing in my family living room on the circle mat listening to the songs' words and the melody and having feelings inside of me about love and loss and pining for someone. Like suddenly becoming aware of things like a broken heart and wanting to be the Runaway. So either I was incredibly EMO from a very young age / have always believed in love / kids generally are very aware adult concepts from a young age. Anyway - it was really lovely to be drunk with friends and reminded of that really great moment in my life.


Another great moment was seeing this person slink around with a tail of pissy toilet paper hanging out the back of her jeans. I laughed so hard I nearly had to go up to her and as her for a piece to wipe myself down.

OMG!! XXCENSOREDXX was there looking matronly. Possibly one of the worst dressed people in London on a regular basis. She could actually fill heat's "What were you thinking" page every week.


And this guy was a classic dancer! It turns out to be a guy called VINCENT LARKIN [thnx HML] and he was really busting some incredible moves when he hit the floor. Later on in his dance routine, a friend of his was on the floor with his legs in the air and our new best friend Vincent was dry humping him like a crazed miniature dog. FOR A LONG TIME. Everyone just stood around gawking in amazement. Then further on, he was on his hands and knees pretending to give another guy head to the music. It was a really spectacular show.


And Ronojoy was the most wasted I had ever seen him. I have heard reports but not been there in person. We were dancing to some Cotton Eyed Joe track [no clue what the track was some boys music] and in the middle of it all, Ronojoy stopped and started to do what appeared to be coughing up a fur ball in the middle of the room. Actually I think he thought he was going to puke. But he held it down and kept dancing. My personal hero. It is also nice to know that guy in the background thinks so much of us. No wonder he is alone with no friends there being so antisocial. LOL.

OH there are so many jokes to tell you from last night... LOL... I was very surprised to see Prancehall behind the decks with his mates 'grooving' along to Happy Song by Baby's Gang. Baby's Gang is not an East End grime crew FYI. Maybe he got confused and thought it was Chipmunks little brother?

AND BEFORE I FORGET! It was the Little Witch's birthday yesterday evening. Lots of screeching and shoes flying through the air with high kicks and slutty dancing from the Witch who doesn't look a day over 21. As he boyfriend is only 23 it is just as well!! [As she said - 'The youth of today!'] The Witch has always liked Pepsi Max though [The Taste of the Next Generation. YGM] Anyway the party vibes were enough that The Air Commodore even took off his cardi. Or was it that we were in a big gay sweatbox?

And finally


There is now the Booty Photo War that I started and now The Cardinal is retaliating getting The Air Commodore to do her dirty work. Thank GOd there was no crack.

xx Lektrogirl

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Saturday, 26 April 2008

UPDATE

Today is another day of remembrance. It was with great sadness I received the news from Philippa this morning that Jamal the blind cat has passed away. I shed a few tears from my feather down pillows in his memory. Yesterday it was just tears of pain from the Cava hangover.

In a Cava induced stupor:

P.S. Please don't hate me cause I'm such a babe.

Captain Morgan was a lot friendlier to my system last night which I drank in the company of Alex T, The Cardinal and Amph who Alex T and I called Bongo more than anything else last night. I'm still laughing about the man in the off licence on Brick Lane who gave directions to the nearest ATM as being 'Go down derre. Long way.' to Amph and I. The best joke EVER. Can I also say, Amph has the most amazing thighs? He tells me that his family are from Ghana which reminded me of Hugofreegow's flickr pics



And as Alex T and Amph spent most of the night wrestling while scantily dressed women played musical statues I wasn't too difficult for me to place Amph in some of those funny wrestlers undies.

OMG and now you have to work out what happened to who for yourselves:
There wasn't much else left to the imagination after XXCENSOREDXX got a stiffy after XXCENSOREDXX whispered in XXCENSOREDXX's ear "I can't wait to see your cock". I mean they are as homo as each other...

We all drank so much that we all started to look like this at the end of the night:



So I hope today that the sunshine will treat me well today as I need the Vitamin Sun beauty treatment to be babed out for tonight. I am DJing at my old friend Molly's birthday party from 10pm at the Alphabet Bar on Beak Street in Soho. I'm not allowed to play any 'black music' so it will be all italo, pop, disco etc. Which is a great shame as I have been showing a lot of face to R Kelly's Hairbraider track. A beautiful slow jam.

So in summary, this is my life right now:



xx Lektrogirl

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Friday, 25 April 2008

ANZAC DAY



They shall grow not old,
As we that are left grow old,
Age shall not weary them,
Nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun,
And in the morning
We will remember them. Lest we Forget


Anzac Biscuits

1 cup dessicated coconut
1 cup flour
1/2 cup butter
1 level teaspoon baking soda
2 cups rolled oats
1 cup sugar
2 tablespoons golden syrup
2 tablespoons boiling water

Mix dry ingredients, melt butter & syrup together in small saucepan. Dissolve soda in boiling water, add to dry ingredients. Cook until golden brown on 180c

And my shame while writing this rather solemn post is that I have a Cava fuelled hangover courtesy of Liliana at the George and Dragon rendering me quite useless for anything other than rest and recuperation before the opening of Nervous Stephens exhibition tonight.

xx Lektrogirl

P.S. The photo above is from one of my Flickr Contacts who you can check out here.

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Wednesday, 23 April 2008

BIG MAC MCDONALDS


Service with a smile., originally uploaded by Sousa on Flickr.

My sister used to work at Mc Donald's and she used to tell me that the customers were crazy. Once someone who had been roo shooting got the animal out of the boot of his car and tried to shove it through the window at her. I never thought I would see a girl who works at McDonalds trying to shove her roos out the window at a customer!

xx Lektrogirl

Tuesday, 22 April 2008

ANOTHER FUN DAY

I went and visited Max again today and listened to him cry that his plants were getting murdered, bitched out all and sundry and drank cups of tea. Then we walked into town and I stopped off at Milk Bar my new favourite favourite - superseding Flat White [but it is okay cause it is the same peeps] for a BonSoy Soy Latte THE BEST BEST of my mega favourite ever. Well not only for the coffee but I was dropping off some Madame A Trois tea cup and saucer for them.

WTF is Madame A Trois? Read the little web page or just look at the pictures:





Obvs don't shit at how great they are. But if you can't stretch to £29 for one of the china trios, now you can stop off at Milk Bar on Bateman Street and borrow one while you have your tea.

After the perfect coffee and a happy chat I went down the road to Maison B where Tania had another exhibition opening - for photos of Noel Fielding by some guy called Nobby. I was a little nonplussed by this exhibition tho' liked it a bit more than the real Noel Fielding exhibition. In fact, here is the best part of the exhibition:



There were bottles of wine and plates of these everywhere, about 9 paparazzi around waiting for Noel Fielding to show up - when he did and he was saying 'Hiya' to that girl who is in the band with the one going out with Kate Moss - blubs were flashing all over the place like men in Macs on the heath.

In the background, Max, Pippa and I were 'chillin' to Imagination tracks and Max even did some erotic dance routines. I hope he ends up in Heat magazine.


'No No we aren't up to anything...'
Max was looking very Yacht Rock today as well. So a good look for men. Oh and he has this AMAZING pyjama shirt he is gonna wear as a real shirt. AMAZING. The best dressed man I know.

Anyway that girl who's name I can't even remember was wearing these cowboy shoes that made her feet look like two giant crow beaks. But she does have a pretty smile. I remember DJing for them once at Cherry Jam - and she was on the mic, he was on the guitar, and the rest of their band was an iMac - I think in Bondi Blue, hidden behind a flight case. And this was well into like 2002 or 2003.



Finally, here is a picture of Ceephax Acid Crew on a recent tour in Holland that I have been meaning to show everyone.

xx Lektrogirl

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SQUATLIFE

SQUATLIFE - Trailer


From the Chelmsford Film Society.

xx Lektrogirl

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10 YEARS



Tonight I feel like 10 years has passed. And maybe it has?
That all sounds a bit cosmic. LOL.

xx Lektrogirl

Sunday, 20 April 2008

THE BEST FRIDAY

At the depths of despair - or maybe it was chronic PMT - I rang my Mutts the other night crying about everything and nothing. [It is a long story.] And like a superstar she knew just the fixer. She told me to get £20 out of her bank account and go and do something nice the next day. So obviously I went and did the best thing you could do on a Friday in London - I went to Borough Market.



Like everyone else who sees these, I am always totally captivated by them hanging there at the stall at Borough. One girl came up to me after I photographed them and asked me if I thought the stall owners should be allowed to display them there. She thought that they should be hidden. I mean - I could see what she was saying, but I didn't see it as any different to all the other meat on display all over the market [albeit without fur and cute ears] or the fish in the fabulous fish stall which is my personal favourite stall.



Granted the rabbits did stink of blood. I asked her if she was a vegetarian and she said no. She just felt that the display of rabbits was 'a little violent'. The rabbits just made me think of when I was young and we had 'pet' rabbits that were actually bought to grow for meat anyway. But my sister and I had befriended them all and been playing with them regularly taking them out of the cage and letting them run all over the garden. When I went out to the garage one day to see The G.A. almost at staggering stage from a lot of whiskey and a half skinned rabbit hanging from the corrugated iron roof I felt really awful. I asked The G.A. if I could have a go at skinning it, he said yes, I ripped off some pelt and it sounded like Velcro ripping apart. I felt even more awful. Then later at the dinner table, I felt more awful still.

Anyway back to Borough Market.


The money Mutts gave me I spent at Brindisa on tortilla and chicory salad and a coffee. All for £12.04 [including service.] I made the chicory salad for myself the next day for lunch it was so good. And the tortilla was pretty good - warm and gooey - but not as good as the tortilla from La Rosa in Madrid!

Then I went and bought a variety of snacks to be had with Prosecco while Cardinal and I prepared ourselves for Deano's birthday. Focaccia bread, beetroot hummus, fresh tomatoes, blue cheese and garlic olives. Venom also came over but he broke one of my limited edition Babycham glasses that Max gave me as a present when I still worked at the shop. I was drinking 'Rose Royals' [prosecco and French rose syrup] while Cardinal had prosecco with Bush Liqueur I brought back from Tasmania made with Pepperberries. Anyway as soon as we got to the party, and the Imodium I gave Venom to stop him pooing all over the place worked it was good times all round.

And now by Sunday morning, the misery has gone and I am much happier! Thanks Mum.

xx Lektrogirl

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Friday, 18 April 2008

THE JOHN DAVIDSON FAN CLUB 4

I'm not so interested in my life at the moment so to fill in some blanks to let you know I am still alive, here is a note again from my father:

Why did I join the Guards? Good question. Why does anyone do stupid things that stuff up their life.? My father was in the Scots Guards in 1918. He was AT Uni in Glasgow studying medicine When he got his leg over some professor’s daughter and duffed her. T o avoid the disgrace of thos days he flucked orf with the flidgeons and joined the Guards. That was my only reason for joining those ‘elite’ soldiers. No not really, I was in a class above my age they must have been 17 and I was only 15, They were all up market and brave volunteering to fight Hitler’s hordes So I didn’t want to be left out, I put on me Home Guard uniform and shiny boots went down to an army signing up place and signed on for 12 years- that is 4 years with colours and 8 years in the reserve. When you are on he reserve you got paid 6quid a quarter and had to spend a week at training camp every year keeping in nick, Piece of cake. Jesus! Wot a prat. Still. I learned to drink, Boxing and athletics generally, And NO. no Sex until I was 19. supposed to be bad for maintaining physical fitness in those days?

Unfortunately there has been one reader complaining to my inbox that he isn't interested in my father at all, but never mind. You can't please everyone all of the time.

Today I will be venturing south of the river Thames in search of Deutsch delights with which to stuff my face. Tonight is Deano's birthday party, Dat Politics are in town, their show is on Sunday night and so is Go Bang! - what to do?!

Okay - so my Pet Shop Boy's 12" for One More Chance has reached the end after about it's 6th successive play - I better get a move on.

xx Lektrogirl

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Wednesday, 16 April 2008

HEAR HEAR



I lifted this from Bok Bok's Flickr where he is keen to point out:

nb:
1 - I did NOT say we're aiming at a trendy shoreditch audience. Slugs is a SOUTHSIDE ting.
2 - I said that bit about FWD off the record, can't believe they quoted me on it


I'm really looking forward to Night Slugs 2 even though I do feel like a paedo standing at the edge of a school playground. And I never saw so many checked shirts in one room.

xx Lektrogirl

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Tuesday, 15 April 2008

THE JOHN DAVIDSON FAN CLUB 3

Oh and I got this in my inbox today from The G.A.:

wHY DID i END SLEEPING ING THE LITTLE PARK(dUKE OF bEDFORD'S LOT? CAN'TREMEMBER for sure. 1, it was the closes free space to home and had a coupla big trees to pee against in case of emergencies, and the old man had a bad attack of S. ON THE LIVER and he said he could smell alcohol on my breath, the sharp nosed prat, I'LD BEEN PLAYING SNOOKER UP IN THE nAG'S hEAD hOLLOWAY with some mates from nght school and had drunk one pint of rough cider. Do you find the Caps lock a pain in the cock, whereever? I inevitably forget the rotten things on. As YOU HAVE NOTICED.

What sensible question was I going to ask you? Yeah. XXCENSOREDXX? did you get over the minor problem of being crook. Did the XXCENSOREDXX girlfriend keep her snot-faced visage out of your probs? Hope your happier now.

I think you and I must E.S.P relative to not feeling too good. Ever since that bloody fall when I cracked my scone I felt like shit. Even right now, stretch a meter of green snot and admire it gleaming in the sunlight. Stretch it and snap. the loose end flips back and gets you in the eye. Fark!

What was the other question you askrd me? Ah yeah. the black pipe! that was on the Victorian built nurses home added to the Gloucester Royal Hospital. Led up to the top dormers just under the roof guttering, Dorothy(1st wife) used to sleep therein. after a few beers the only way to a quick snog was to climbthe friggin pipe,all six stories of it! Not long out of the Scots Guards your old fella 20 I think , was one fit twat. But that wasyesterday, 81 years of the blinders. And I loved them. Except me old man. I can rememember my mother muttering to her self at his regal funeral"I' m glad he's gone. Bit rough but ththe bugger used to wack her stupid. XXCENSOREDXX? Must go shagger. Though me lunch is a couple of Saos and a cuppa Orange PekoeCheers Buddy. Miss yer. ALL THE EFFIN TIME, Yer pa.xxxx


Not wanting to sound too much like a perverse version of the Pussy Cat Dolls, don't cha wish your Dad was cool like mine?

Obviously now it is going to need to be discovered - where was this pool hall - as this is now in my neighbourhood. Also night school? Doing what? And I need to get him to tell the story of the Scots Guards.

LUNCH TIME. I going to go to Archgate and have a kofta wrap I think with garlic sauce and salad and chips. They are the my favourite cafe / restaurant in North London. They are directly over the road from the Archway tube station and I have now been going there for years.

xx Lektrogirl

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ENTREPRENEUR EXHIBITION

So, here is something I have been sitting on for some time. A while ago I found a woman who on eBay would paint your portrait with any celebrity you wanted. She also had a range of paintings in different settings for sale.

So here today I present to you my exhibition called 'ENTREPRENEUR EXHIBITION' for your delectation.









My only regret is I did not remember to take note of the artists name as I am sure many of you will want to enquire about getting your portrait done.

xx Lektrogirl

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MONDAY 15TH APRIL REPORT



Have I told you all recently how much I love Teki Latex? I love him!

Today I walked in the rain all on my own through London feeling sad cause a part of my died today and it was horrible and I cried and I felt terrible. But SO relieved that all the problems I got are my own and not the weirdness of someone else. Anyway the destination of my walk was 55 Doughty Street - the old house of The G.A.



I also took a few pics of surrounding pubs that he had described to Mutts. The wind was icy and my feet got really cold. When the hell is the warmer weather coming?!

We all know I regularly dream about someone who wishes I wouldn't. Last night he was in love with my sister who for some reason looked like Jessica Simpson in daisy dukes and showing a lot of butt. I don't know how successful he would have been with her cause he was wearing a gauze nappy full of shit and rubbing himself against my leg getting a stiffy. So weird.



Time is really passing.



On a lighter note, I was walking up Tottenham Court Road with a certain friend who was going to pull something out of the oven for me and we followed for a while this trio of finely dressed chaps - what a bunch of faggasaurs!

The one on the left had the peachest butt I had ever seen - and his jeans seemed tailored to give him a girls bum. In fact what jeans were they? My friend declared they had to be Dolce and Gabbana cause 'a queen like that would go straight for the Dolce and Gabbana' [mainline obvs] but I was so confused - the label looked like those little metal plates on the Marc Jacobs bags... Can someone please fill me in on that?

The guy in the middle was like the third wheel on the bicycle. His clothes were like the look of the other two but recreated with ill fitting finds from H&M. Only he had a really nice bag.

Finally, the guy on the right had us in hysterics - what is with this heavy chambray style mix jacket with the shoulder shits with black leather gloves and dark jeans. He looked like a psycho. And the jeans... hang on a minute... "those jeans are from Celine and they don't make a men's line!" I guess he had problems walking in them cause he was as stiff as a rod all the way up the road, even when the guy from the far left came over and put his arm through his, not an inch of warm, not a leaning in, a bend of the arm, even recognition this guy existed. Maybe he was just so dead set to get to the 134 bus stop all the way home?!

Anyway - dark day - and check this out:

I cried today, walked through the wind and rain and was cold, waited half an hour for a bus that wouldn't let me on cause the machine ate my money, had to get a tube, waited in line to top up my oyster card and had no change cause I'd lost it in the bus ticket machine, realised the tube machine didn't take notes and had to go and queue up again at the window and talk to a man. AND DESPITE ALL ODDS - STILL A BABE - STILL GOT THAT PHOTOFACE TM - STILL GOT THAT VIBE - STILL GOT THAT BABE HAIR - REGULATORS!!! MOUNT UP!!

xx Lektrogirl

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Sunday, 13 April 2008

ITCHY

Boring. Boring.

cgi-script argh/

flash no NO hating it

my life. HML.

xx Lektrogirl

Saturday, 12 April 2008

DINNER IN CAMDEN



And just for the glory of the universe, here is the picture Cardinal took on holiday of the monkey who by all pink appearances appeared to be very fond of her. I re-visit this picture on her Flickr quite frequently as his hair-do REALLY cracks me up. It is a totally bogan do and I remember boys at the neighbouring school - New Town High School in their PB's and acid wash jeans with hair like this [except a mullet at the back] getting off the hostel bus on a Sunday night on Tower Road.

Last night was dinner in Camden with Mrs Kipling, Jazz, Caz, RJ and Cardinal where we discussed such matters as 'There you go!', 'Suprise!' etc, Fletcher Jones skirts, the tortures of boarding school in the UK pre 1984 [I think], errr actually I can't really remember - besides it was all highly confidential and my life would not be worth living if I were to repeat it all. In a nutshell: XXCENSOREDXX. Madame Pippa couldn't make it with some flimsy excuse about having to take care of her children [if she heard Mrs Kipling's stories leaving her children at home unsupervised with pots of boiling oil on the stove, no clothes, a wet concrete floor and no fresh supply of oxygen would sound and even more appealing way to take care of her kids than the butch dykes in aviator sunglasses at Mrs Kipling's school...]

Anyway - I may be giving too much away already.

xx Lektrogirl

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SPRUNG BY HIS MUM

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Friday, 11 April 2008

MADAME A TROIS



So the latest venture from Shop At Maison B - Pippa and I have been going demented over vintage china lately. And the shop is under the jewel that is Maison Bertaux, with the finest cream cakes, croissants and pastries in all of London town! What makes a cake? Why, a cup of tea! A drink is too wet without one don't they say? So it follows that we are fans of the tea set, especially if it's mismatched crockery trios. If you're stuck for the perfect gift we say a pretty trio called MADAME A TROIS (teacup, saucer and cake plate), packed in a cake box to go, with a bow on top for £29 will please most ladies... especially those who we've come to love as "our" ladies!

Some of them are so gorgeous I just want to be sick in the same way I get when I see fancy bra's [OMG did you see the new collection at AP? The green leopard print with burgandy bow!!! I need one!! Only it is three times more expensive than a Madame A Trois. OMG I could sit in my underwear and drink tea in the summer!!! ]



I just want to drink Gin cocktails out of this one.



Hello - so nice! This is the kind of tea set a guy should have so that he can be cool but not look too nancy.



There are loads of different styles of Madame A Trois trios from the 1920's to the 1960's. This one is a hand painted job from the 1930's.

In the black cabinet in the first photo on this post, are loads more trios to choose from which Madame Pippa will be happy to unlock for you if you want to torture yourself further with the delights of the treasures contained within.

xx Lektrogirl

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THE G.A. RECOMMENDS A RESTAURANT

I woke up this morning to see that The G.A. had replied to my last email. Here is what he had to say:

thanks for the email,kid. Really made my day, Yeah! Not only heard about the snow in London but they lavished extensive photos showing around the parks and suburbs of the same city. Bloody beautiful, not the shagging snow, but the memories of my childhood. the squre in which I slept is in Guildford Street just along from the end OF Doughty Street wgiis parrallel to Kings cross road. We used ro live in the top flat of 55 Doughty street. The front door used to look quite imposing if nothing else. The next street along Guildford street from DoughtyLamb's Conduit Street you turn left up to just along is/was a very aged pub called the Lamb. our old piss-up pub. Even your Granma Lidge had a few in their over the years. A bloke called Rndall Keane used to own the place. He was married to a woman called Jean, but that didn't stop the horny drunk taking a shine to our ancester. Mu used to piss him off pretty quick. I must have worked in the pub for two or three years before I joined the Guards. So I HAD MY SHARE---By the fukkin gallon. Good 'sore head days ' need I remind you? If you ever come across some dickhead who wants to take you to lunch, and he's posh enough get him to take you to 'Schmidt's resaurant in Piccadilly , or it may be Leicester squsre be in the book anyway. Eisbein und Sauercraut, with a bottle of cold white, and crusty rolls.Beadifull. I f I could have a wish Iwould take you and stuff the expense. Yer ma's going up to Sara for Tom's birthday. I think I prefer that tho having them travel down five in one car
See you, or read you in the near future I hope. Love from the old G.A.XX WHO has the pleasure of being yer Dad.


So straight after I Googled this place Schmidt's he refers too. Unfortunately it closed in the 70's and I guess what he called Piccadilly, is Noho now.

The restaurant was at 35-37 Charlotte Street. The building there formerly housed Schmidt’s Restaurant, which had been on site since 1901, when Frederick Schmidt, an immigrant butcher from Wurtenberg opened a delicatessen. He became a British Citizen and served during the First World War as an army cook and opened a restaurant on his return. It was famous for its rude waiters and good food at cheap prices. Apparently, the Soviet spy Donald Maclean spent his last day in Britain at the restaurant before fleeing to the Soviet Union in May 1951. The restaurant closed in the 1970s.

The dates etc dont quite make sense for me in that - I just copied and paste it from this document which makes interesting reading. I also read on this website that London's German population had settled north of Oxford Street where Charlotte Street was sometimes known as 'Charlottenstrasse'.

I better think of an alternative restaurant to suggest to Pops as that one isn't open any more. He is also going to shit when I tell him that 56 Doughty Street sold for £3,000,000 last April.

Check this:
Completed in 1790, Doughty Street is an exclusive period tree lined avenue within a popular and prestigious Bloomsbury location. The Grade II listed district has witnessed a wealth of historical events and noble residents who lived or worked in the street.

Charles Dickens lived at No 48 between 1837 and 1839. Whilst living at Doughty Street he published some of his most famous works, including Oliver Twist, The Pickwick Papers and Nicholas Nickleby . During this time, Doughty Street was gated at either end, and manned by porters.

Apparently now, Artemis Hunting Ltd run an office from there - shooting holidays in Croatia! OMG! From their website:

Touch Extra
Specialist Services:

Great costumer service,the best value for money,personal eskort from UK and guiding during the shooting holidays in Croatia,enthusiasm and passion about our business.
Services Offered:

Shooting holidays in Croatia,driven boars,bears,deers ect. Accomodation,food,drink,driving from to airport in Croatia,1 year licence for shooting in Croatia,apartments on the island of Pag-Novalja.www.artemis-hunting.com
Conveniences Offered:

Money back Guarantee Price Match 24 hr opening Customer service / helpline Emergency call out


Okay, well I won't tell you what Doughty Street was like during the 1930's, I'll see if I can get The G.A. to tell us himself which will be more fun.

xx Lektrogirl

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COUNTING SHEEP

I'm going to have a bath now and go to sleep.

Before I do that, I want to leave you with one of my pre crazy dreams songs - a really beautiful piece of music by Hikashu - a Japanese avant pop band.










It is from a great 4 track CD released by Austrian label Angelika Köhlermann [Gerhard Potuznik and Tex Rubinowitz.] If you like the song go to their website and buy the CD!

Night night and I send you sweet dreams from my pillow.

xx Lektrogirl

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Thursday, 10 April 2008

FOWL PLAY FOWLER



This is Nervous' exhibition poster. I know I am going to love the exhibition already.


Here is a banana picture that Fowler gave me and I post another picture on the blog before - a red screen print on yellow paper...


Here is a picture of it with a half full bookshelf.

Anyway the guy on the exhibition poster - I suspect it isn't - but it reminds me very much of Stephen Fry the Tea Man with Bipolar Mood Disorder. That is neither here nor there as I shall being going to the exhibition to see Nicky Noo Nah Noodles and Superduck and whoever else I should bump into. WONDERFUL. Light refreshments - hmmm - probably Gingerbeer from a plastic bin or tea served from giant 50's Urns... hmmm... What will it be this time Fowl Play?

xx Lektrogirl

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RUDIE NUDIE SHOW

So, my life is boring but I always find good juice on the internet. I would like you to all sit back and scroll through my latest online exhibition called 'RUDIE NUDIE SHOW' which is a collection of nude photos I have collected from eBay and Flickr.

WARNING: NOT SUITABLE FOR WORK!!
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[I was actually bidding on this picture for quite a while but it got to be more than I would spend.]


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And finally, in a special section in the gallery we have this exclusive exhibition from what I believe to be an astounding photographer. This pictures are so amazing! I cannot tell you how much I love them.









BRILLIANT!!

Okay so house is on now. Later dudes.

xx Lektrogirl

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THE JOHN DAVIDSON FAN CLUB

Well it seems that my father's email which I post on my blog recently has shown that he has a LOT of fans. Everyone I have bumped into since then has been like OMG I love your Dad. Cool.

So, here is a picture of his room at the home where he lives:



The dedicated observer will be able to count a number pictures of me on the wall to give variety and contrast to the little blonde heads and cute faces of my nephews and niece.

Now, I have an audio treat for you all - a little 400K MP3 of The G.A. telling us about his experience with his Internet Service Provider. Click here and listen closely.

And another tit bit of information about my father, The G.A. He is a very funny man and has made a number of classic jokes through his time. I would say an equal proportion were intended vs accidental. Anyway, this is my personal favourite joke.

The council wrote a letter to my father to remind him that the registration on the family dog Winnie [a corgi then buried under a rose bush] was due for renewal. My dad sent a one line letter back to the council saying, "Thank you for reminding me my best friend is dead."

I will endeavour to keep you updated on the life of The G.A. when I can.

xx Lektrogirl

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Wednesday, 9 April 2008

SORRY ABOUT THE ECLAIR

Important things to note when watching the new Shop At Maison B advertorial movie of the Spring Summer 08 APC:

1] I don't look like that while having sex, I promise.
2] Check out the china 'Madame A Trois' trios that the shop is now selling. Vintage t-sets [teacup, saucer and cake plate] in a gift box and a free gift card and a couple of other treats inside for I think about 29.95. I LOVE THEM.



I wasn't going to go into town today but I got to the post office and I thought 'I just can't go home now. I just can't go home.' So I decided to go into Soho and do some shopping, hanging out and eating. I realised by my reflection that the unbrushed hair and a hoodie look wasn't actually doing anything for me so I stopped off in Liberty, walked in the door and stopped at the Shuemura counter for some lipstick. An assistant carefully painted on my chosen shade, and I could feel a burning in the back of my neck. It turned out there was this pensioner woman totally captivated by the whole show. She even thanked me - she said 'I have just been lucky enough to stand and watch the show. It was incredible. That colour really suits you. You look incredible.' I mean LOL - Granny out for gash? Sorry Nan, I wasn't interested. So I bought the colour and went off to Flat White on Berwick Street for a flattie and took one along for Pippa too. In the shop Pippa was showing me the 'Madame A Trois' tea sets on the lace tablecloth which I ogled over the coffee and some cardomen biscuits from Yauatcha [mint green coloured shortbreads - kind of sweet and kind of savoury. Only 3.50 and and almost as nice as rose macaroons from Ladurée] Then it was so cool cause Sarah Lee dropped by and I haven't seen her for ages. Even though she will hate me for saying so, she had this spot on her chin that she was going on about, but she had done a great job of coverup that she looked as amazing as ever. I mean, it was hardly like the man with the thing in his neck [see a few posts below...] Sarah made me do some ridiculous posing with a shirt and I did some equally ridiculous things to her but shall not mention them here as I wish to retain some of my dignity.

More later cause I'm also gossiping in ICQ with my friend drx about a friend of his wife's who is from Arizona USA who was shooting empty cans at the age of 8.

xx Lektrogirl

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Tuesday, 8 April 2008

BODENSTANDIG 2000 UBER ALBUM


2008-03-08: UBER ALBUM mp3 release!!

The complete version of UBER ALBUM containing 20 tracks can be bought from these data traders as audio files:

FINE TUNES MUSIC SHOP
AMAZON US
7DIGITAL

Don't accept DRM!

And why do I care so much? Because my track with BioBern is also one of the tracks on the MP3 version of Uberalbum The story of Lektrogirl vs Bodenstandig feat each other


And do you want to know what that story is? Here is an English translation from the hand of Bern himself:

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Lektrogirl sent me her new songs recently. Quite bleepy things she made. Though in real life she digs disco stomp and stupid techno. It's her own fault that people connect her with Autechre and Aphex Twin.

"No", she screams desperately, "i want that primitive shit that really rocks, like Scooter, Pet Shop Boys and Bobby Orlando!" (Of course she screams it in English.) Her fans probably think this is a satirical exaggeration in the style of Mark Twain. But it's really true. It happens a lot that musicians are somewhere completely different from what their fans think...

This reminds me how just recently i sat on a meadow with a beautiful girl. She was young, unable to conquer her elegance and had a soul going over her ears. Around us raged a hooligan beer can party with punk rock and brit pop. If i was in love is not an object of this procedure and not of legal relevance until further notice. Love will of course not be outlawed and brings no danger to the new republic. The opposite: Used in a right manner it holds the facility to raise productivity and creativity of the individual, to strengthen the German economy against international competition -- and through this save jobs!

As a precondition it is required that in the future love can be adequately measured so the distribution can be done more efficiently and closer to the needs of the citizens. First, for security reasons, *they* will measure the change of volume dV and the angle (alpha) of all dicks in real time. Of course via satellite and with a sub-pant method and without a privacy-invading intermingling with further individual data.

Despite all this it can be assumed that thought will stay free, until further notice. To sum it up: At the moment it is not possible to measure if i was in love.

Anyway, this girl told me what music she likes, it was -- oh! -- Autechre and Aphex Twin. "Not that again!.... for sure also Kruder and Dorfmeister", i thought without any ulterior motive and i didn't say: "Yoo, me old buddy Aphex Twin, i call him my dawg!" However i said something like: "I also make electric music with my friend Drax and Mr Aphex Twin could even be called my boss coz it's his record label on which we released a great record and are going to release even better records." So much i would have liked to impress her.

When i played the record to her later she said a bit disappointed: "You make more somthing like dance music, no?" -- "No, not exclusively!" i said quickly. But it was too late. She even found "all girls move them body" really disgusting. So the impressing backfired. What up, this crank we already had in the 70s! Responsible people said "Disco sucks", if you valued yourself you despised rhythm and walked around seriously and thoughtfully.

I believe i was also intellectual in former times, but it was no fun. And the intelligent make as much stress and destroy the world with the same drive as the stupid, so why all the effort with education and aesthete, i ask myself sometimes.

And the moral of the story: Boomshakalak, me knows what i likes, it's ragga music all day long!

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BUT VINYL LOVERS HERE IS SOMETHING FRESH FOR YOU FROM THE BOTTOM END OF THE GERMAN FATHERLAND:


Bodenstandig 2000 proudly presents the 12 inch vinyl release of their long awaited UBER ALBUM with 8 eurostyle conscious home computer tracks and awesome cover design by otro in Atari Desktop Green! Get it directly from bio and drx!



Bodenständig 2000 präsentieren ihre neuste Langspielplatte: das heiß herbeigesenhte UBER ALBUM mit 8 tiefsinnigen Euro-Rave-Heimcomputer-Hits in einer äußerst ansprechenden Hülle in Atari Desktop-Grün von otro! Jetzt direkt von bio und drx bestellen!



Bodenstandique Deux Milles présente fièrement la publication de la disque vinyle de l'ALBUM d'UBER avec 8 morceaux de dance profonde, fait en style «ordinateur personnel euro». Avec une enveloppe impressionnante en vert «bureau d'atari» dessiné par otro. Obtenez-le directement de bio et drx!



皆さんが鶴首して待ったBodenständig 2000 の一番新しいレコードの登場だ: otroがデザインして情趣に富んでAtariグリーンのジャケットの中に味わいのあるユーロレーブパスコンヒット8曲も入っている。UberAlbumは直にbioとdrxで注文できるよ!

Side A:

* Lichtjahre von daheim
* Das Atom im Videotextreich
* G33KC0RE
* Dudeldei (Heimstudio-Version, vinyl exclusive)

Side B:

* Plankalkül (Psilodump Megarave Mix)
* Die Welt ist voller Wunder
* Kanada
* Banker Tom

Limited to 256 copies! Order now!
Auf 256 Exemplare limitiert! Jetzt bestellen!
Limité à 256 copies! Ordre maintenant!
256枚に限られている!機会は今だぜ!

xx Lektrogirl

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MEGA LOL



Here is my friend Caz trying to be like me with the bra shot... Oh no.. hang on... LOL hahaha

ROTFLOL

Mum called this morning and I told her was really sad this morning feeling like I had nothing to get out of bed for today. I can't tell you the real reasons why other than to say XXCENSOREDXX has banned me from talking about XXCENSOREDXX here and another whole part of my life is totally XXCENSOREDXX anyway...



and here I was at the New Zealander party have a whale of a time.

But then I get up this morning to see the world has been moving on with out me and see visions such as Caz with a twisted bra. Lovely.

xx Lektrogirl

P.S. Alex T asked me on Sunday night what my favourite episode of C.S.I. is and I couldn't choose but now I know. It is an episode in season 5 of C.S.I. Crime Scene Investigation [the Vegas one] called COMMITTED set in a mental prison where a guy gets murdered by the mother of one of the patients who is masquerading as a nurse so that she can continue her Jocasta complex relationship with her mentally ill son. They crack the case when Grissom uses a really great piece of far fetched technology [LOL] - audio archaeology or something. The son was making a clay vase when his nurse mother came in to demand that he finish it with the guy who was murdered and apparently the sound waves of their conversation were picked up in the wet clay. The C.S.I. team were able to pick up the sound recording using lasers, processing it through something that looked a little bit like Sony Acid Pro but with a jazzier skin and they all realised who was banging who.

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Saturday, 5 April 2008

SANDING THE FLOOR

Felt a bit low today after seriously weird dreams about red light districts, bakeries and beating one of my ex's with a ruler for lying to me about something. So to cheer myself up, I did as any girl in her right mind would do, I went round to the Cardinal's to watch her and her sister sand the floors.





Cardinal got a little hot telling us that she was working in a cashmere jumper.

Using the massive floor sander was really fun.

xx Lektrogirl

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NOT GOOD ENOUGH

Tonight Cardinal, Venom and I went to some random house party full of New Zealanders. Enough said about that. On the way home, we went to the bagel shop on Brick Lane [the yellow one.] In the queue, some cute guy was chatting my up. He was telling me that he felt like a knob the way he was dressed cause normally he dressed more indie [he looked nice - maybe he thought I looked indie?] Unfortunately, he had a pimple on his forehead that looked quite angry with a bit of a scab on it. And you all know my latest obsession about these things. I just looked at it and thought 'No' cause I knew just too well what this facial infection could become. Even so, he was cute and funny. Until he said 'Hermes' wrong. Then I knew it could never be true between us. I clutched my warm loaf of bread and my cream cheese bagel and joined Cardinal and Venom on the street outside and we stuffed the bagels in our faces and caught a taxi home.

If I hadn't found a fiver outside the bottle shop where we picked up some booze before the house party I could have almost written the whole night off [Venom accused me of ruining his whole night and then finished up with his usual rant that I never understand about cab routes - even though for the most part we were having a good time together. If only the afterglow of his disco poo that he was so happy to tell me about had lasted longer...] However it was pretty fun.

Tomorrow looks like it will be a cracker. Cardinal is sanding her floors and has hired a machine to do it. I'm going over in my sweats just to watch! So cool! Tonight at the party I was explaining to Milan the reason why a particular wall had cracked in the house we were in and that in fact they could remove it an have a massive front room. It was a partition wall the land lord must have put in to make an extra bedroom.

Anyway, last time I sat at the computer drunk and late at night I ended up sending a Facebook message to XXCENSOREDXX saying 'I saw you talking to some friends of mine at the party the other night and I was too nervous to come and say hi then. But I wanted to tell you that you were the most beautiful man in the room.' Etc Etc. Suffice to say I have not heard back from him. And honesty, if he had replied to that message I don't think I would have had a lot of respect for him. Instead he did what any normal person would - he immediately told the mutual friend, who rushed into Soho [possibly not any quicker] to tell Pippa all about it. When admitting my shame, I didn't grill Pippa to find out any more about what was said - I can only imagine the guffaws between friends as he read out my message over the phone to her - I mean GOD I would have cut and paste the whole thing and put it on my blog if someone had sent it to me. The thing is, I can't believe I actually did it as it is SO NOT what I would do. What deep and humiliating shame that I have endured. Over a week has passed since then though and I am pretty much over it and LOL to myself regularly about it. And the major disappointment was - when I first saw him in the club I thought he was Spanish or Italian - just some dude. Then Cardinal told me 'OMG that's XXCENSOREDXX'. So in fact he doesn't speak with a swarthy European accent - I watched some video of him being interviewed and it wasn't like my fantasy at all.

So, on that note, I am going to bed to have a real fantasy. And maybe the hot postman will arrive in the morning with another one of his packaged for me.

xx Lektrogirl

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Friday, 4 April 2008

OH AND TONIGHT

While I am probably going to go check out Bok Bok and Manara at The Dolphin, don't forget that tonight in New York is the screening of the Nasty Nets Crew's work 'Nasty as U wanna be'


Travis Hallenbeck, "1.AVI," 2007 (:10)
Paul Slocum, "New Veriform City," 2006 (1:30) Michael Bell-Smith, "Video Created to Fix Stuck Pixels in Computer Monitors Recast (with Soundtrack and Sunset) as Video to Fix Your Stuck Mind," 2005 (:45) Petra Cortright, "webcam girl pizza party disaster cat kitten dog snow effects," 2007 (1:41) Damon Zucconi, "One Thing Comes After the Other," 2007 (1:24) Travis Hallenbeck, "27.AVI," 2007 (:08) Charles Broskoski, "Me Doing Pushups," 2007 (1:35) C. Coy, "Elvis Action Painting," 2007 (1:23) Travis Hallenbeck, "39.AVI," 2007 (:13) Paul Slocum, "Combat," 2004 (3:00) Tom Moody, "Hoedown," 2007 (1:32) Brian Blomerth, "For Kittenz By Kittenz," 2004 (2:08) Joel Holmberg, "Earthlink Halloween," 2007-2008 (3:26) Marisa Olson, "Netacronyms," 2007 (5:04) Travis Hallenbeck, "32.AVI," 2007 (:13) John Michael Boling and Javier Morales, "Body Magic," 2006 (2:25) James Whipple, "VALIS," 3005 (4:20) Kevin Bewersdorf, "Yes," 2008 (1:09) Michael Bell-Smith, "Hit By Bus," 2007 (:16) C. Coy, "cd with matrix," 2007 (:17) Guthrie Lonergan, "Popcorn," 2007 (:13) Travis Hallenbeck, "45.AVI," 2007 (:16) Guthrie Lonergan, Getty stock footage of artists (:24) Michael Bell-Smith, "Holla," 2007 (:48) Peter Baldes, "Paw," 2007 (:18) Joel Holmberg, "Lobster," 2007 (:07) Brian Blomerth, "Jazz Cats" (2:06) Travis Hallenbeck, "11.AVI," 2007 (:40) James Whipple, "Forum Catharsis," 2007 (:07) Peter Baldes, "Dandruff," 2007 (:21) Joel Holmberg, "Suggestion Slam," 2007 (:30) Paul Ben Davis, "Penguin Dance," 2007 (:48) John Michael Boling, "Electric Sweat," 2007 (:53) Travis Hallenbeck, "40.AVI," 2007 (:07) Travis Hallenbeck, "42.AVI," 2007 (:07) Guthrie Lonergan & Joel Holberg, stock footage (:12) Marisa Olson, "Net Optix," 2007 (:46) Michael Bell-Smith, "The End of the Internet," 2006 (:58) Brian Blomerth, "Stand Up," 2007 (:38) Joel Holmberg, "Brandon's Modified Palm Spin," 2007 (:18) Travis Hallenbeck, "17.AVI," 2007 (:24) Guthrie Lonergan, "9 Short Music Videos," 2005 (1:20) Paul Slocum, "You're Not My Father," 2008 (3:54) Guthrie Lonergan, "Sped Up Bob Dylan Karaoke File," 2007 (:28) Lektrogirl and Emma Davidson, "The Result," 2007-2008 (2:51) John Michael Boling and Javier Morales, "Blood Fantasy," 2007 (5:00)

Event InfoName: NASTY NETS at NYUFF - DVD release screening!
Tagline: As Nasty As U Wanna Be
Host: Marisa Olson
Type: Music/Arts - Jam Session
Time and PlaceDate: Friday, April 4, 2008
Time: 8:30pm - 10:30pm
Location: Anthology Film Archives
Street: 32 2nd Avenue
City/Town: New York, NY

Nasty Nets has just produced a DVD (with video & data for maximum pleasure!) and we're releasing it in a screening called NASTY AS U WANNA BE at the 15th (and final) NY Underground Film Festival.

Please come and enjoy, and get your discounted dvd's--$5 while supplies last!

Big thanks to RHIZOME for sponsoring the dvd & screening!
http://nastynets.com/dvd.html
http://www.nyuff.com/2008/index2.php?p=arc&s=res&fid=295

Nasty As U Wanna Be
EXPERIMENTAL VIDEO MIN INTERNATIONAL PREMIERE
Organized by Marisa Olson & the Nasty Nets with support from Rhizome.org

Identifying themselves as an "internet surfing club," Nasty Nets is an international ensemble representing some of the most active artists working online today. Together their work both celebrates and critiques the internet by employing original and appropriated imagery and audio, such as animated gifs, YouTube hacks, html cheat codes, and other found and edited material, offering a poignant and humorous take on contemporary digital visual culture.

This event will serve as a release party for their new dvd, which features videos for dvd players, copious digital files to be opened on personal computers, and a type-in website by Michael Bell-Smith. Tonight's screening will feature videos from the dvd and additional works by members of this 25-person crew.

Nasty Nets was founded by artists John Michael Boling, Joel Holmberg, Guthrie Lonergan, and Marisa Olson, and includes members Peter Baldes, Michael Bell-Smith, Camille Paloque Bergés, Kevin Bewers- dorf, Brian Blomerth, Charles Broskoski, Petra Cortright, Chris Coy, Paul B. Davis, Michael Guidetti, Britta Gustafson, Travis Hallenbeck, Chance Jackson, Lektrogirl, Tom Moody, Javier Morales, Paul Slocum, James Whipple, Robert Wodzinski, and Damon Zucconi. The Nasty Nets DVD is generously supported by Rhizome. Discs will be sold at a discount to NYUFF ticket-holders, at the festival, while supplies last. - Marisa Olson

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I MISS THE RESTAURANTS

In a bid to save money, I haven't been eating out as much as I used to [Like every other night of the week down to never] and I REALLY REALLY MISS IT.

Here is a list of outstanding meals from my memory:

BAR LUNA: Sitges, Spain
On a hot hot hot sunny day I ate calamari, salt and pepper mussels and patatas bravas washed down with beer with Ramiro.


BEACH BURRITO CAFE: Berwick St, London
I used to go here all the time for the chicken nachos. It has closed now and apparently moved further up the road. I didn't try out the other place.

ARBUTUS: Frith Street, London
Probably the best dinner I ever had was here. I had potted chicken liver pate, fish and then floating meringue island.

Oh God this is too painful. Yauatcha, Andrew Edmunds, Aurora [even though I had my wedding anniversary dinner in there the bad taste of that event would never taint the taste of the food], Julie's, Amuse in NY, BAR DU MARCHE I LOVE YOU AND I MISS YOU. I haven't even been to the pub at the end of the street in three months.

Today I am miserable.

xx Lektrogirl

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Tuesday, 1 April 2008

A NOTE FROM HOME

My Dad occaisionally gets it together to send me an email when he can. Here is the latest:

Howdy. Fuck knuckle haven't heard from you 4 yonks. Wot r u on? can't be speed ya friggin lurcher. Mind you wouldn't be surprised wot you'ld have a puff at?
How's the painting. Finished? Dick of a job unless you really like playing with a bit of btush?
Been to Deutchland recently? Got a new resident who is P lish but yaks away in German quite a bit. Keeps me on me toes
Sara brought the kids down for a couplea days, Goodness me they have grown. and get smarter every time you see them.
Took a tumble in the bathroom the other day. Jesus your head bleeds. no stitches. just a pressure job and plastic pull togethers. Fme that hurt, the wheel chair tipped backards when I overcalanced into it'BANG knocked meself like a light' not sure how long out, but long enough for a puddle of blood about a meter across to drip into the drain. Fark! Hurt the muscles in the back of me neck moostly. Silly twat,(me!)

I hope everything is well with you, mate? I wish I could take you to some of my old hasunts in Londinium. Maybe not if the population are still alive they've got to be a bit oldish--eighty-ish or more. Fark.
See you. YER DAD WHO LOVES YA. cHEERS.



xx Lektrogirl

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NOT GROSS



I really love this song and video. DJ Venom had something to do with it. The band are The Lazy Ones.

x Lektrogirl

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