But I haven't got a stitch to wea-a-a-r...!
Dear Kim....
The above wasn't true! Recently, Fleur, Natasha & I did indeed go out, and we were wearing clothes & everything...
We went for a boogie at The Attic - the wee bar/club venue at the very top of Hackney Picturehouse. It was a Cure & Smiths night - back-to-back hits of both groups played into the small hours, which was sheer heaven; we were Caterpillar Girls, we were Love Cats. We moved like Cagey Tigers on the dance-floor. It was an unhesitating Friday night, and we were in love...!
Wonderfully-wonderfully-wonderfully pretty
(And sweaty)
(And sweaty)
Pictures of Us
Fleur and Natasha were so overwhelmed by all the Morrissey & Robert Smith serenading that they toppled off their velvet poufs... (Note to Hackney Attic; poufs are probably not the most ideal seating for folk who've had a drink or two... or three. )
On leaving the premises after four non-stop hours on the dance-floor, (the grand finale song being Paul Simon's Call Me Al, where all - including the bar staff - threw their best worst Ladysmith Black Mambazo dance moves. ) Fleur donned a pair of 3D glasses left outside one of the cinema screens, and she and Tasha did their worst best Bono and Patsy Kensit impersonations...
Bono & Patsy; backstage Zooropa Tour 1994
"I've never met this woman before in my
life", insists Bono...
"We are humans and we need to be loved"
says Bono & Patsy
Kababs at dawn...
Go-on, take a big bite, it's such a gorgeous sight,
to see you eat, in the middle of the night!
We then slipped through the streets while everybody sleeps, and went back to mine...
I've waited hours for this,
I've made my self so sick...
(Fleur performing an exorcism on Tasha..?)
You get points for naming all The Cure/Smiths songs I quoted from...!
