On Friday last week I dashed home from work, ditched (semi)sensible work clothes, grabbed a pair of cut-off shorts, a t-shirt with the sleeves hacked off and an old black Norwegian Army Shirt, now old enough to order its own drinks at the bar, and headed back out to the wilds of Brixton.
Unfortunately, due to an unfortunate "tram arriving at station one minute after train has left" incident, I was slightly later than planned. That said, I did bump into Carrie (WINOLJ) and have a quick chat with her while waiting for the next train.
Arriving at Brixton, ( ... )
Unfortunately, due to an unfortunate "tram arriving at station one minute after train has left" incident, I was slightly later than planned. That said, I did bump into Carrie (WINOLJ) and have a quick chat with her while waiting for the next train.
Arriving at Brixton, ( ... )