A package from the Transvaal
How strange...
So after seeing the Buzzcocks on Friday tonight, me and a dozen or so other old Trots got to spend an hour with someone else who has been a huge part of my past, Alexei Sayle.
He was in Waterstones in Reading talking about his new novel The Weeping Women Hotel. And he’s a lovely man. The book is about a hotel staffed entirely by women who have had nervous breakdowns. Read it.
Next week I get to spend time with someone whom I hope will become the brightest part of my future. It’s turning out to be quite a year.
So after seeing the Buzzcocks on Friday tonight, me and a dozen or so other old Trots got to spend an hour with someone else who has been a huge part of my past, Alexei Sayle.
He was in Waterstones in Reading talking about his new novel The Weeping Women Hotel. And he’s a lovely man. The book is about a hotel staffed entirely by women who have had nervous breakdowns. Read it.
Next week I get to spend time with someone whom I hope will become the brightest part of my future. It’s turning out to be quite a year.
posted by phylos @ 21:27
2 Comments:
Good luck with the special visitor mate. You've reached that point in life where happiness is much deserved!!
I'll second that!
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