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Saturday, October 01, 2005

The Prisoner and his co workers become hate figures in the township of Hemel Hempstead

I'm in the Paper! well, it's only the Hemel Herald but there i am! right on the front page with my co-workers, removing a giant Kodak sign right next to a headline which says "SAVE THE KODAK SIGN", is that all the heritage these people have that they're so desperate to save it. it's scrapped already anyway, so no amount of campaigning by the newspaper will get anywhere, we had to break the buggers up to even get them on the lorry.
Dad says he has a scan of the newspaper somewhere so i'll post the piccy next update.


comings and goings
The prisoner bids farewell to a friend he didnt know he had, and meets an old friend for the first time.
The first gig i've been to with Dan in a long while, the last ever show by 3 colours red. who were excellent but no longer exist, and before that gig i had never heard a song of theirs all the way through, but the set they played converted me instantly, which all just goes to show.
Supporting them were the Yo-Yo's, who i know slightly more about and who will be playing the apollo within a year if there is any justice in the world. But i digress, more importantly this evening chronicled my first meeting with the dark lord of barnet (real name Dom), whom i had been speaking to on the barbs forum pretty much ever since i joined it (best part of two years now). we talked for a bit and then the bouncers started bouncing us out the doors so we fled into the night and the pissing rain, and Dan slipped over in a truly spectacular fashion just as we were entering Angel tube station. Looked very painful so i wont mock him too much, but worth mentioning none the less.

and finally...

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todays music: The Yo-Yo's - The rock and roll commandments
todays t-shirt: Dear Aunty Em, I fucking hate kansas! i'm leaving right now and taking the dog with me, Love, Dorothy

# posted by The Prisoner | 7:29 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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