See you on the other side my friend.
You'll always be in my heart.
There are no washing machines in heaven.
Seventy two low temperature hand-washing virgins await you in paradise.
Random rantings and info posts by babybear on the subjects of life in general & Babyshambles, Vaults and Peter Doherty specifically! There'll probably be quite a bit about my obsession with filling my belly too.
Is that a logo on your jumper or a wee hole to poke your nip through?
ReplyDeleteone day you will be able to look back on the times you shared with your lovely lucky red jumper and rather then be overwhelmed by cavernous despair at its sad departure, you will laugh, smile and remember it fondly. All the best through this difficult time x
ReplyDeleteI'll get you Ferrier, if it's the last thing I do I'll get you!
ReplyDeleteAye, nipple jokes - always like a red rag to a bull and that Adrian is exactly what your jumper is now, a rag.
ReplyDeleteYou heartless bastard Ferrier!
ReplyDeleteThere's nothing like a good piece of clothe turned into a lucky charm. Most ppl hate it cause its falling apart, but it makes you feel cozy and secure, as if you were in your childhood bed and/or feeling completely capable of go out to the world and make heads roll. (Aww...Corny moment, not much of those i got, i must say)
ReplyDeleteCheers!
Aggie
Sorry, only kidding. My mother used to do very similar. She would decide when a t-shirt was "too washed out" or "had a wee hole in it" and bin them. Bloody nightmare.
ReplyDeleteThe checkered shirt is cute!
ReplyDelete:o *heartbroken*
ReplyDeletei only knew him briefly before his departure. nice chap and all.
ReplyDeletesorry for your loss Adrien.
Thanks Anjali. How's the weather going to be at the weekend in Paris?
ReplyDeleteIt's raining,it's awful,perfect after a Bergerac hungover...
ReplyDeletebbours, it's annabelle under marie's log in. Should i bring some oursons with me this weekend in paris?
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