hello there

so it transpires i have escaped the gloomy breezeblock bastion of beelzebub which i am incongruosly forced to call home; that concrete citadel whose angry architecture taunts me daily; and found my own ‘paris’ a shining idyll of ideas, idiosyncracy and excellent haddock pies – The Wellcome Collection.

i sit here flanked by moleskines and cupcakes and a gaggle of other curious intellectuals seeking refuge from a brash and uncouth world, or rather a decent place to rinse wifi in peace. anyhoo i cannot be bothered to witter away endlessly, my stomach’s much much much to full for mindless musing –  FYI i’ve just devoured the most scrumptious haddock pie ever handsomely accompanied by pleasing hunks of butternut squash salad and a wantonly decadent coleslaw.

i’m just here to check in with my much missed diary and get the fingers going and the noodle flowing… since i last wrote i’ve been ***WAARGH I WANT A FAG TO DIGEST MY FOOD but the upheaval of packing up all of my wahalla, carting it outside only to stand listlessly in the freezing cold for 5minutes is too much to bare *** mostly illin’, chillin’ and fillin’… in for lost time with much-missed chums.

oof it would appear my attention has wandered once again, no time to gather my online bearings for i must quit this palace of knowledge forthwith in order to go home and change from my badly drawn boy garb into something more befitting a fabulous art opening – chris ofili at the tate no less! a fellow naija to boot – toot toot!

toodlepip

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