The weather here is turning to shit lately - torrential rain, followed by sun, followed by gales; totally annoying.
Time, methinks, to wallow in the glamorous lives of gorgeous people [in this case, mainly Monica Vitti] in exotic places [erm... London's West End?] again, courtesy of the wondrous Soft Tempo Lounge!
Sigh. That's better.
[Music: Antonio Pedro Hatch (aka Tony Hatch) - Birds]
We haven't had hardly a speck of rain... not a drop in ages. My liver wishes it could say the same of alcohol. But then... that's it's only job, dammit. So I told it to STFU and just do it.
ReplyDeletePrecisely, dear. Anyway, who needs water? Fish fuck in it. Jx
DeleteIt’s come shine here. I’d love come rain.
ReplyDelete"Come rain" sounds like something you might get at one of Mistress Maddie's parties. Jx
DeleteI got absolutely drenched yesterday.
ReplyDeleteI think that was me in the Morris Minor!
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I somehow imagined you driving a Morris Minor. The "Traveller", of course! Jx
DeleteWell, they are cute!
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Even if you do have to wear tweed to drive one. Allegedly. Jx
DeleteLove the naff drag queen at the beginning with the zooshed up riah.
ReplyDeleteMuscling into the party, as all the best drag queens do! Jx
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