Two gigs to natter on about... on Friday night I went to see Gemma Hayes at the Zodiac. This was the second-and-a-half time I've seen her (the half being a five-song acoustic set she did at the Rapture store in Witney). Unfortunately before I went out there was an unwanted intervention from an annoyingly-timed nosebleed, so I was a bit late and
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She did comment on how warm I was (after insisting on shaking hands). I've got this really weird biochemistry whereby I spew out heat like nobody's business - it's a bit of a problem actually, 'cos when it's cold I don't last that long outside before I'm all "holy crap where'd all my body-heat go?", whereas everyone else who strays within six inches or so is like "holy toasty-warmth, batman!".
I'm a human radiator, I am. If someone cloned me lots of times, the heat-output of the average me could fulfil all the heating requirements of a four-bedroom house.
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I'm sure I'll forget about the cider thing... as you as you can refrain from saying it tastes like vomit, that is! Why do so many of our conversations eventually end up on that subject, anyway? It happens quite often, you have to admit!
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