tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902655653247715479.post2144339344710610932..comments2023-11-03T01:59:49.620-07:00Comments on H Writer, Haggered: Months MindJohnpatrickhigginshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15390768573098641446noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902655653247715479.post-14622913023284601612011-08-24T02:40:15.611-07:002011-08-24T02:40:15.611-07:00Kensington market? Camden market did for us Basing...Kensington market? Camden market did for us Basingstoke oiks, though it was powerfully shit even then. But if you wanted desert boots and three quarter length toffee coloured suede jackets it was the place to be.Johnpatrickhigginshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15390768573098641446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902655653247715479.post-4034018673434441462011-08-20T09:36:10.122-07:002011-08-20T09:36:10.122-07:00Yep, once upon a time I used to hang around in the...Yep, once upon a time I used to hang around in the drinking dens of soho, the electric ballroom and buy swishy things at kensington market... nowadays I inhabit a skip and forage for plastic trinkets. apparently.Trashsparklehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18015270855678769296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902655653247715479.post-52249835295761816392011-08-19T06:46:15.482-07:002011-08-19T06:46:15.482-07:00I AM a Catholic and it was still odd, Ms.T! And st...I AM a Catholic and it was still odd, Ms.T! And strange and horrible. But I'm pretty accomplished with this sort of politesse. My talents are few and far between but a blithe hand-shaking is a very big part of what I do. <br /><br />I wouldn't have had you down as a goth!Johnpatrickhigginshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15390768573098641446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6902655653247715479.post-76371845220226103932011-08-17T12:29:22.808-07:002011-08-17T12:29:22.808-07:00To a non-catholic that must have been strange, and...To a non-catholic that must have been strange, and horrible, interrupting the natural stages of grieving by having to do this day of being in polite company.<br /><br />Am rubbish with doing the right thing with deaths - I was a goth when my grandad died. Wearing black at a funeral seemed to be what people wore when they otherwise wouldn't wear it. In my youthful misguided sense of logic, I wore something I wouldn't otherwise have worn. The bright blue dress did not go down well with the family...Trashsparklehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18015270855678769296noreply@blogger.com