Well then, the wig's ready, the DIY flares are made, I've got a pair of them coloured round glasses, a big hang round ya neck style CND badge and a floaty, see through, kaftan like, girls top.
What's that about then Rivs? I hear you cry.
Have you discovered a method of time travel and you're fucking off back to when Newcastle used to win things?
Are you going back in time to when politicians genuinely tried to run the country rather than wreck it?
Are you a cross dresser you weird twat?
NO - none of those things (though I may explore them in later life - who knows!)
I'm off to Berlin tomorrow on a stag weekend, and the stag has decreed that the day we travel shall be known as 'Dead Rock Star Friday' meaning we have to get into costume and stay in it all day and night. So myself (*have you guessed who I'm going as yet?), Bob Marley, Kurt Cobain, Sid Vicious, Freddy Mercury, Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis Junior, Roy Orbison and many more will be out and about on the Reeperbahn tomorrow night. The paparrazzi will have a field day when we start falling out of clubs in the early hours!
Anyway, until I'm back this blog will be ever so slightly inactive so don't worry if your comments don't appear for a few days.
Auf Wiedersehn Schwebelkopf!
* John Lennon obviously - I might even stick a picture up - try to contain your excitement.
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3 comments:
Who yee calling onion head?
I knew some anal retentive would know what that meant - mind you, I should have guessed it would be the bloke who learnt me it in the first place!
Can't wait to read about the adventures when you get back.
Cheers!
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