Sunday, October 31, 2010
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
I remember my friend painting a copy of this skin getting arrested life size for his art exam in 1982. He went on to become a very good tattooist [Mark Lee]. This is the first time I have seen it since. Pretty much says what it needs to.
Where we were at school the local skins always sent the little skin round the corner first to try to goad us into a fight, I was never so foolish but I did have one friend who used to throw supermarket trolleys at them, he went to serve in Northern Ireland in the Intelligence corps.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
Sunday, October 24, 2010
My good friend Giles was riding across London at 6.30am the other morning on his motorcycle to work. He saw a guy walking down the centre of the road towards him way up ahead... Next thing he knew the guy had walked straight into him and my friend had a broken foot. The fucking moron (the other guy not Giles) had been up all night chewing Khat. I don't know except its sort of Somali speed bush.
Yesterday as I was waiting at the bus stop (with my fucked leg!) a fella walk past picking the leaves off this branch(top pic) and stuffing them in his mouth then he chucks the branch on the ground... I picked it up (not cos of my 'keep Britain tidy' childhood).
I think my point is 'what the fuck?
The chilli is a welcome import to the UK as traditionally our food has been so shit that condiments have become a staple accessory to any meal, however our food has got much better since the 70's whilst in France it has got shittier, mind you one Normandese , Olivier,aka Le Big Mac, has 3 seats and only one perfect knucklehead - boo fucking hoo.