Sometimes it is good to trip the light fantastic away from the adopted town where one pulls on the panties each day, trawls through the daily angry traffic with a box of frogs with a heavy sigh. Just to climb aboard a train sit back and give a heavy sigh of relief that such thoughts can be slipped into the pocket for a few days...Down to the big smoke city for a few days ride the tube which must be the biggest blind spot in health and safety laws on the planet and could i live amongst that each day No...but for a few days it was glam rock all the way must have walked a hundred miles stuffed with all the foods God says one should not eat..took a ramp of pictures as usual...here are just two for now i have a very soft spot for buskers always dropping a few shilling in the box tin hat in whatever is lay before them spoted this lad in Covent Garden...it was also Pride Weekend and this young lass was stood in Tottenham Park Road all day outside paperchase....So Goeth...must dash shopping and washing to unpack....
