June 5th Something in my junk drawer
Something in my junk drawer… well the cable ties will come in useful. Last day in for a couple of days and it’s another stinker.
Music
- Heavenly – Portland Town
- Stereolab – Not Music
- Stereolab – ‘m Going Out Of My Way / Breaker Breaker (With Scrawl)
- Stereolab and The Cat’s Miaow – Split (With The Cat’s Miaow)
- Stereolab – Miss Modular (EP)
- Stereolab – Fires (With Ui)
- Stereolab – Guitare Boy (With Guitare Boy)
- Alexei Sayle – Allo John Got New Motor
- The Mighty Maytones – Showcase Album: Tune In And Rock
- Various Artists – Best of Richard Wagner
Shouldn’t be here, yep that’s how it felt, a slightly better day but still shit!
Something loud … well its the earbuds that provide avoidance from people.
So away into Wigan in the morning light so C can cancel her standing order to sort an issue. She’s dead chuffed. We bump into Stue on the way back to the bus station. We go in with surgical precision, into Nationwide and back to Ashton having found the Little Kitchen has closed. Brekkie at the Tom and Gerry’s it is. Then a light bit of shopping in which we find a clock that ticks and chimes (Muggins here pays for the bugger!)
Bloods in Wigan and I’m knackered and so tired I’m On The Ground. Nip into Kawa’s, bump into Fin then realise I don’t have the blood forms. Back on to the bus and it’s a dash back to the Thomas Linacre. They struggle to find blood. Meet C off the bus and a swift pint in the Lickers.
Journey back from Leeds today and prompt of From Where I Stand – well I stood there yesterday. Up late and don’t have time for planned scran and coffee. Just had to jump the train. Thank fuck coffee was available at Picadilly.
Glimmer 22, the lesser spotted phone box with phone. Day starts early with a wander to Wigan, grab coffee, lunch and then into work for the first day of a series of shifts. Grab a tough HBB and it’s a start. Day is OK.
Day 3 of the lates and great delight as I listen to ‘The Demon Barber’ as I’m outside this place. The irony is not lost! Glimmer 16 is the irony.
Glimmer 15 the day I reach fucking 57 and then do a late. Luckily no one susses at work. Day is generally ok and flies by.
Glimmer 13 and its another of the open air gallery from People Mek Wigan on the way into work. Sunday early and it seems to be a good shift.
