Posted by: SM | December 5, 2009

Conversations with (Nearly) Dead People

Conversaciones con los (nearly) muertos

Happy December everyone!

Between ever increasingly personal therefore shitty therapy, and ever increasingly painful therefore shitty ankle issues I was chatted up recently. I think you could even call it pursued. In fact, yes, let’s call it pursued… By a man who thought he could capitalise on three of my loves – Manchester, Hotels and Shopping. He threw them all in over the course of several conversations and drinks and would have been more than a passing story on this kick ass blog had it not been for his age.

I’m not saying he was old, but he had dibs on Noah’s spare seat on the Ark until the second kangaroo turned up. Denied!

Peace, Love and Disco – Moulty x


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