Friday, April 22, 2005

Did you feel the breeze, my love?
Summer's kiss is over.
- The Afghan Whigs


My tongue played with my new filling like a kitten with a ball of wool so last night I numbed both with a bottle of chardonnay. It worked a treat!

Speaking of teething problems, the inept weatherman on tv told me today would be the last day of summer. He then paused, forgot where he was, grinned, paused, remembered where he was, drew a breath and carried on with the weather report. Dude c’mon – put some effort in! Or less.

Anyhow, despite all that he was right, and today has been a pearrrrrler. Birds singing, sun shining, Ian Johnstone going to the toilet. Yep, that’s right, I caught him as he found himself caught short and did a funny walk to the toilet in Aro park. I was tempted to point and shout after him ‘hey you’re that guy off the telly aren’t ya! Yeah you are, you’re him off Crimewatch aren’t ya!’ but I thought I’d give a senescent celebrity some privacy.

And it is for this, ladies and gentlemen, that I shall remember the last day of summer.
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