Me and Sonia and Ornella at me and Sonia's birthday bash....
Pamela being cutesy on the sofa.....
Scott, my buddy from Florida on the stoop of his mebbe house,
in a carefully guarded secret location.....( hint : it's near some lagoons.....)
In the background is a tree.
Paddy and Collette at Estacao Boqueirao the night
before flying home a few weeks ago...
A pic of me doing my laundry whilst wearing it,
after a particularly sloppy Italian pasta luncheon yesterday....
Well at least these days I actually do something about the stains, sometimes....
Years ago ( not that many actually) I use to wake up after clubbing and wonder what the yellow and red stripes were down the front of my normally immaculate T-shirt only to remember being slumped drunkenly up against the side of the My Van waiting for my double cheese burgers ( yes, plural) to be handed over......mustard and ketchup in stripes....very chic in it's day I'll have you know....
My plan was to never run out of cheeseburger all the way home.....so one to eat at the van because you can't eat and carry three, and then two to get me down Pulteney street as far as the flat.....
Ahhhhh those were the days....
Can you imagine eating one sober though???
Has anyone ever???
Mind you, maybe a Big DuDuNight you could....??
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