I am really liking this facebook thing. I've decided that as long as I look at it AFTER my daily writing ritual it's OK. I'm back in touch with so many lovely people- it reminds me of when I used to write a fanzine and we would all link up with each other- albeit via scribbled notes, doodles and presents sent through the post. The internet isn't so much fun, but it's quicker and less messy. I still have musty smelling boxes full of other people's fanzines and my Beaumont Fee 'fanmail' (my longest letters came from readers in Japan who thought that because I typed waffle about bands, photocopied it and then stapled it all together, I must actually be friends with Brett, Damon, Justine, Wener and all the other floppy haired people I then wrote about). I will never let these piles of yellowing rambles go as it was such an exciting time of my life. Ah memories... and god aren't I ancient reminiscing about the 'good old days of pen pals'. I can gladly say that I still write letters that need a stamp to get somewhere and I will always be a bit old school in the communications department, but I am liking the new cyber methods of interaction.
Soundtrack: Elastica- Nothing Stays the Same
P.S. Forgot to say oh my god Camden Town- I can't believe the fires (hello? delayed reaction). It was right behind our house there too, where Sadie was born. Anyway- roll on our old local the Hawley Arms, and all the people we know in that area- I hope things get back to normal swiftly.
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