Jun 30, 2010 17:47
Spectre's done all he can assisting with the mix on his album and now it's up to his....mixer.
God, I'm a rock star's husband and I have no idea what the hell any of the lingo means. Anyway, we decided to get out of the city on a whim. Just...seemed like a good idea. So we're in Bradford-on-Avon in my childhood house. Mums bought it again when Ellie moved to London. Doesn't seem right for someone else to have it. And it's nice to have somewhere to escape to. And now James is set up in my old bedroom and Katya is in Abby and Ellie's room. It's a little surreal.
As is having relations of an intimate nature in my mother's bedroom. Not...it's not her bedroom anymore, but it was and that's weird. Spectre laughed at me because I was weirded out!
We're having a nice time. It's so simple here. I just have to make sure no one sees me, but you know. Hiding is fun. If anyone feels like joining us, there's a room still free. We'll be here for a few days. Relaxing...it was pretty much time.
bradford is quaint,
childhood memories,
whoa flashbacks,
it's about time,
spectre is a god,
so hey i'm back again,
mums has the best shirts