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Sunday, August 14, 2005

Juanita? or maybe Tina? or Peggy Sue?
The prisoner still can't think of a name for his car.

*shrugs* like i have the first idea, but i do know she's definately a girl (at least that way there'll be one girl who'll give me a ride, BOOM BOOM!).
the search continues....

meanwhile...
Norfolk
Beaches, broads, and probably the prisoner's last ever family holiday

Firstly, the house, while lovely and full of old cottage charm, was also deadly. I immediately began to bang my head on low ceilings and doorways, and on the tuesday i fell down the stairs. I was unhurt save a carpetburn (yeah yeah laugh it up you buggers!) and some bruising but my dad did the same thing two days later, what fun!

Higlights of the visit included the bressingham steam museam (in Norfolk there are more steam museams than there are people!) where i relieved my childhood obsession with trains and all things train related.
A return visit to the muckleburch collection military museam after nearly ten years and a ride on the gama goat (a sort of jeep which makes for one hell of an off road ride).
A trip on the Broads on a tour ship with a jazz band on board to serenade us throught the evening, which was pretty neat and a good way to see a huge chunk of the broads at once.
Finally, visiting the seals at blakeney point, which made my little sister get very excited, she almost had a cuteness overload moment. Plus the beach at Wells-next-the-sea, just along from blakeney, this beach seemed to go along forever and ever and ever, made for a great bracing walk.

The Booby prize goes to Great Yarmouth, officially the tackiest place on the planet. At least Las Vegas has money, Yarmouth just has an immensly ugly sea front and the wind farm offshore (perhaps the most appealing feature of the local landscape)

Pictures when i get A Round Tuit. next post probably

also thanks to DTM for the many many many cd's he copied for me to keep me occupied on holiday.

todays t shirt: BEWARE! The one legged space-chickens are plotting our demise
todays music: Clam Abuse - I Think I Love You

# posted by The Prisoner | 6:12 PM |

Y'know i'm born to lose, and gamblings for fools, but thats the way i like it baby i dont wanna live for eva.....and don't forget the joker!.........Daddy.......Do you call me daddy cos im old? do you call me baby cos im young? and i could be the one, who gets to take you home. Honey.....do you call me honey cos im sweet? sweet like the sugar in my tea, and i take more than three, and thats what makes me sweet. and i would like to say today it would be nice to run away, monday to thursday every week, we can see what we can be. and you wont serve another drink to lonely men who think they own a piece of you, they snap their fingers, tell you what to do. and they would like to take you home, well i guess their not alone.....................This aint murdermile its just the way i smile. Kiss all your fingers, whats that for? You'll never get to heaven with your shirt all torn..........Not a prisoner, i'm a free man, and my blood is my own now, dont care where the past was, i know where i'm going!......On Iron Horse he flies, on iron horse he'd gladly die.....Change, everything you are and everything you were, youre number has been called, fights battles have begun revenge will surely come, your hard times are ahead.......We're all living in amerika, amerika ist wunderbar......FUCK YOU I WONT DO WHAT YA TELL ME......Sandy why can't we look the other way?......Where's my Elvis?.....Don't try rules cos they do not apply.....She got me with a suckerpunch.....
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