Friday 21 October 2011
They came, they saw, they rioted ...
Do the riots all seem a long time ago? I took these photos on the way to the station the day after the riots hit the Midlands.
I was travelling down to Tottenham, and spent the day just a stone's throw away from where it all kicked off in London. The pubs were all boarded up, expecting trouble. I finished my meeting around 6:30 and emerged onto the street into a large group of hooded black youngsters.
With impeccable politeness they directed me to the right bus-stop to return me to the Tube. Never judge a book by its cover ....
it's all gone pete tong ....
Howdie Sheddists,
hope you've had a good week. Tonight finds me hunkered down before the trusty Victrola with the volume turned past 11. And yet I hear not a lot ....
I woke Sunday morning with a stabbing pain in one ear, which has since progressed to a full-scale infection sufficient to close off the right portal altogether. I'm currently listening to, "Gimme Shelter" in glorious mono-tone, though not I suspect as its makers intended.
To compound matters, I woke on Thursday morning with two bright red bloodied-eyes that made me look like an extra from Michael Jackson's "Thriller" video. Mrs electrofried duly marched me down to the Doctor's to present my less than alluring Spawn of the Devil look for medical inspection. Yet more medication was prescribed, which I now add to the anti-biotics, statins, blood pressure pills, serotonin enhancers and ear-drops.
Oh, and I did I mention I damaged my shoulder muscle six weeks ago. It remains defiantly in spasm despite repeated applications of ibuprofen gels ...
Yours, consoled only with a half-decent glass of Sauvignon Blanc
electrofried(mr)
hope you've had a good week. Tonight finds me hunkered down before the trusty Victrola with the volume turned past 11. And yet I hear not a lot ....
I woke Sunday morning with a stabbing pain in one ear, which has since progressed to a full-scale infection sufficient to close off the right portal altogether. I'm currently listening to, "Gimme Shelter" in glorious mono-tone, though not I suspect as its makers intended.
To compound matters, I woke on Thursday morning with two bright red bloodied-eyes that made me look like an extra from Michael Jackson's "Thriller" video. Mrs electrofried duly marched me down to the Doctor's to present my less than alluring Spawn of the Devil look for medical inspection. Yet more medication was prescribed, which I now add to the anti-biotics, statins, blood pressure pills, serotonin enhancers and ear-drops.
Oh, and I did I mention I damaged my shoulder muscle six weeks ago. It remains defiantly in spasm despite repeated applications of ibuprofen gels ...
Yours, consoled only with a half-decent glass of Sauvignon Blanc
electrofried(mr)
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