IS IT REALLY SO STRANGE?
The trouble with family visiting from the old continent is that they leave you in a worse state than they found you.
Since mother and middle sister left, I've found myself exploring a morbid fascination for YouTube interviews with Morrissey, wearing my late father's sports jacket around the house and pining to, of all things, go rambling (here, crossing somebody's land is likely to land you with a cap in your harris at the very least).
Heaven knows I'm miserable now.
Labels: Betjeman, late night, maudlin street, Morrissey, The Smiths
posted by M C Ward | 18:56
4 Comments:
Becoming your dad. Go with it. There's a world of war films and boiled sweets to discover.
And, of course, it's preferable to turning into Morrissey, as I'm sure he'd agree.
Well, you might have ended up like Marc Almond or Steve Strange ... yaaaaah!!!
365, that could still happen - watch this space.
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