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the way I see it I should just spend the $175 on a french poster for a few dollars more? its not worthwhile but would look good on a wall, hell its my 25th and christmas within two days of each other maybe I should convince a wealthy benefactor?

So far its getting more like winter which is better than summer, I feel that the...
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Well well well, six feet under.... in my new non existant hebrew "oi vey"

so, Ben's australian couin Ossie is friends with crystal's boyfriends sister (crstal from London who's boyfriend lives in Melbourne)

Thats six degrees of sepration thing or almost but its odd and i'm quiet scared,

help me.

My flatmate in south London's sunny elephant and castle thinks i have gone to Isreal...
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it was a pretty good weekend, one of the best in a while, saurday was a big day of cooking panic and at 7 people turned up round ben's place Lou and I ran about the place cooking and blah blah blah. But it was good everyone arrived and we all were dressed in 1940s stuff. my waistcoat and pipe look was good but I...
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everyone will be glad to now what I took to be the whole truth of the matter,


My pate represents!


I have no sleep pattern TV is crap and i can't choose a film.

shit the bed.

I agreed to cook for 15 friends. Its a fucking dinner party. I can deal with adulthood to degree but oi vey... dinner party.

so here is the grand plan.

Chicken Liver pate cornichons

Beef stew or cassolet?
roast potatoes garlic and tyme cavlo nero,pumkin and bacon

fuck off big pavlova with blackberry fool

its going to be the closest thing to...
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well back up to that London for a couple of days saw, old friends Cystal is Back in England from Australia and she is still stunning. good to have a drink with old friends and go to Greenwhich. and Brixton for the Ritzy Cinema, saw 'you me and everyone we know'

quick capsule review:

HOORAY

Other that back home its like being 19 in that...
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its a Lemsip day today.

no longer a Lodon boy, I am the Winslow boy again. moved back into my folks place. only for few weeks though. Walked the dog and done some other countryside things been getting on everyones tits by impressing them with my sophisticated London ways! keep running into old faces. The beard keeps me hidden so i can avoid making conversation!...
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there is something i enjoy about hangover days! cheese on toast, television,calexico,coca cola,
last night through till this afternoon was the big night of the summer, The cross central thing. Jesus wept it was a town full of zombies its fair to assume that just about everyone was lost on something. Grace Jones is a supreme being and certainly something i'm glad to have seen....
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being un employed is so good i can't tell you!

that said i'm doing a few shifts for my old boss in his gastro pub kitchen next week

text messege i recieved: "word if you want to do a few shifts here you have to bring your own mug for tea t'is a sad sight to see a chef drinking his tea from a glass"...
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the whole Kibbutz plan is slowly turning shitter. I might give up and just go out to Tel aviv on my own steam and go from there. the Isreli consulate were just a joke, I know its intresting times for Isreal and London but hells teeth it took an age to get in there, lots of checks of my passport and stern looks etc and...
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