Sinéad O’Connor should still be scary for certain people.

She makes me homesick. But for where?

Woof woof…

Plane, heave on to Gatwick.

Yippee! I’m off to London Anglo Terror for two weeks! Marky-mou, ‘Benders, fry-ups, Marky-mou! And wedding planning. Why won’t J.Lo return my calls? Why isn’t she called J.Lo anymore?

The venue:

And Parisa [Pillows for the People] has inspired me to learn how to embed music in this here dead-end blog. If you were at my birthday in December, you probably met Ben who’s in Fenech-Soler. They even got a write up in The Guardian in September!

The Fight - Fenech Soler

If anyone can send me a couple jars of Baconnaise, I’d be forever grateful.