is anyone out there other thanour mothers and gaz. Ok so Jorg’s been here a bit but seriously, where is everyone. Without a wider audience it is difficult to update these pages. We speak to our mothers regularly so we hear from them enough to keep them up to date…but the rest of you…out of sight out of mind…dont you love us anymore…are you all that busy?
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last weekend was another bank holiday monday, saturday we made the most of the good weather and made our way southwards to a golf driving range. Between jane and I we smashed 100 balls into oblivion, picture happy gilmore…thats me, I play golf like full body contact baseball. As part of our Milan/lake como trip in June the boys are hoping to get in a round of golf at the local famous course. So apractice was onthe cards…as most of you will know Im not much the golfer, hitting a ball away fromme only to have to go find it or pay for another one casuse its lost tends not to rank highly in my prefered activities. But the oppertunity to smash stuff couldnt be passed up. Unfortunately I wasnt able to fulfill my dream if driving it through the netting at the end of the range…but it wasnt for lack of trying, ball velocity or skill, more to do with an unrealistic goal. If only I could aim the bloody thing Id be ace!
Post golf was spent relaxing at the local halfway house pub before returning to ours for BBQ (oven cooked) vegan skewars on Mashed Potato and a deliocate garden salad and to engage in the eurovision crap song contest. As ever the performances with gusto butthe songs were poor to say the least. heaving boosoms behind scantilly clad frocks, or bulges in white trousers, we saw it all. Our only saving grace is we were able to get drunk.
Which was something we couldnt do to save us the preceeding week. Tyhe previous Sunday waas the Cremaster Cycle. A surreal, obtuse series of art films which ran for 8 hours. 5 films spread over 10 hours, mnost of which was non-sensical without cheat notes was surely and experience. Needless to say it was beautiful, odd, strange and bizare. check here for a little taste if you dare http://www.cremaster.net/ Its the only time it has been played back to back in UK cinemas for several years as there are only 5 legal copies of the films in existance. as pecial occasion worth the movie butt at the end of the day just to say we have seen them.
On sunday just gone, we visited the Museum at Docklands to gain a further insight to ‘Jack the ripper’ and the east end. We are more interested inthe east end as our street really is part of the history. apart from a part name change in the early 1900’s or late 1890’s it has remained as is since a long time ago, so long I dont know how to tell you. Several murders of the whitechapel murderer (jack) were commited within a 5 minute walk and during the period the street played host to the poorest of the poor, and is only minutes away from the Worst street in London…Dover street! Ok so its not really famouis or anything but its been there for a long time and appears on all the maps dating back a lot longer than European Australia.
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