Just had a wee swig of single cream there.

Not sure there's any coming back.

Todays menu:

Amuse Bouche:
Denim.

Starter: An assortment of
Cure, Bauhaus, Nine Inch Nails, Throbbing Gristle, Suicide, and The Revolutionary Corps of Teenage Jesus.

Mains:
Tom Waits, Protomartyr, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, Courtney Barnett.

Or

MIA, Major Lazer.

To finish:
Boards of Canada

This afternoons playlist was Lush, Nirvana, Prodigy, Lana Del Rey, and the wind.

Having a smoke out the window.
Just a lamp on, so quite dark.
I caught a reflection of my face in the chrome of the lighter.
But it was moving about as I kept my head still... Odd.

Was a wee brown and white ladybird !
Warming its feet. Aww !

Just conned me out of £3k and flew off !

There is a yard, I can't say where, that all the ice-cream vans hibernate.

Shh.

What a noise each spring.
The rut.

If you've ever wondered why some vans have weird looking characters on them, it's because they parked too close, too often.

@grimartgroup.bsky.social

Ruthven Lane, Glasgow.

Joining here is a wee bit like going to a new youth-club with many of the same folk you know from school. But everyone is a bit shy, and wearing other clothes 'cause they might be able to be different, but getting on with it. Maybe making new pals too.
And the bullies haven't been allowed in.
Hello.