aloe dying

lazy day so far, doing a little musical project for spanna, looking through the many pictures and videos i took over the bank holiday... a few will no doubt get onto this blog, a few more onto my flickr,

had another lovely day yesterday, waking up @ gucci towers then cycling over to regents park, under the carnival once more... such a perfect angle to catch the carnival @ this year, not in it, but close enough to smell it, catch a whiff of the excitement... the canals of london being so low down give this odd perspective on most things you pass, the carnival always such a phenomenom...

maybe i'll go again one year, properly, go check out the sound systems like we used to do, me & spanna when we lived up in kensal rise, the year we'd almost given up looking for drum'n'bass when we stumbled across the maddest, old school jungle from a sound system on the back of a float, followed by a motley selection of drum'n'bass heads...

we followed it for a while, in the end it stopped pretty close to our flat...

uncle filmo & me also have stumbled around the sound systems in years past, he looking for some speed garage that he'd heard about, finding ourselves trying to cross a huge crowd of carnival youth @ a garage system... the rush of a tune coming on that everyone (except us) knew, the yelling, the whistles, the mayhem... that palpable feeling of being in a crowd in a good club when a tune you love comes on...

trave also (brother mine, leamington spa, i hereby give him a blog name) has been with me @ a carnival, i don't think felinity has...

the first carnival i ever went to, the year i moved to london, although before i'd moved, me & L who was going to live with me (but pulled out) came up on the day and stooged around, particularly the radio 1 stage, then in the evening we went to the NFT and by chance caught a showing of the passion of joan of arc, the french surrealist one, with nick cave and the dirty 3 doing a live accompaniment there in the room...

i think the aloe vera plant that i'm looking after for josiah is dying...

after my canal carnival ride i got to regents park and spent an hour trying to find my friends, my phone being on the brink of running out of batteries* and bo so not the person to ask for directions, after my phone completely died and i still didn't know where they were i started asking strangers to borrow their phones in exchange for beer or money (although noone wanted either), three good samaritans later (one grumpy, one lovely and one with almost no credit) & still no real directions from bo i bumped into G (G who'd once been dressed as a fairy at the fancy party when i'd been dressed as hong kong fuey) and borrowed her phone and spoke to F, bo's housemate who i should have been texting all along...

anyway, palava aside once i'd found them it was just heaven, drinking, eating of the various dishes bo & F had prepared, good company, uncle filmo, bo & her M, F & her C, G eventually (fairy) & her M...

bo's spangly flipflops went surprisingly well with my nails...

a good few hours in that lovely afternoon with friends, uncle filmo & bo such old friends now it almost had the air of that old people's home we've spoken about before...

the sun went down, we went our separate ways...

my life is perpetual holiday anyway these days but so nice to have a bank holiday and just lounge around with people (who actually work normally).

* my new phone is suffering from exactly the smae fault that my old phone suffered from, which means it wasn't the phone, yet more communication with orange, all that transfering of phone numbers and losing of text messages for nothing... moan, moan,

still have lovely weather though,

won't last..

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