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Fuckin OUI!
God has His own seat on the 38 bus. Handy for his occasional trips to Dennistoun and beyond.
... Eleven shades of glitter from the toilette bag of Miss Leggy Pee. These essentials are packed in readiness for a fun weekend of Cabaret gigs- the Art Club Cabaret tonight, then tomorrow morning an early flight to Paris for Sentier Des Halles with Hedwig on Sunday.
... To apologise for being a pathetic little dictator...
Many thanks to Debs for sending this photo from Frankfurt where she's seeing Hedwig and The Angry Inch, the show which somewhat coincidentally I'll being seeing in Paris on Saturday!
... Captured just as the bus pulled away. A cheery sight to brighten my spirits on the way to a 3hour evening class.
Two chaps stepped out at a red light and treated my bus to a juggling show...The photo was of course taken 30 seconds after the good bit...
On a longer than usual bus to work and feel compelled to do a quick blog, more through boredom than anything else. So here's a quick shot of Peggy who made a brief and yellow-coat aspirational appearance at Saturday's End Of The End Of The Month Club.
As seen at Spangled Cabaret. In arty black and white