Remember those early years of Thatcher? When any semblance of socialism in our national government died? So with London today.
Goodbye, Ken. I know you couldn't do much but at least I got to vote for someone I liked and who won for a few years. Now it's back to watching the others get in. Back to cold isolation.
Remember those early years of Thatcher? Remember when we bought those Kid Creole albums to take us away to another place?
I'd heartily recommend Kid Creole: Going Places The August Darnell Years 1976-1983. It's a great compilation from a fantastic period for pop music. It's alright, he doesn't sing on that many of the tracks so if you don't like his voice, get it anyway.
In other news, I've discovered this blog's the best place to find "green pin striped suit plenty of fish".
But I won't carp on about it.