Our house, in the middle of our street.
On our street we have:
A friend on crutches down the road,
A house Bad Pauly used to live in (hey, should we put up a plaque, mister?)
Baby punks and their runaway kitten,
At least 6 stray cats that lead the kitten astray,
Everyones' favourite beer drinking jewish thespian,
A party house, complete with an off-their-chops standing invite for us to visit, and home deliveries by one well known dealer,
Pot smoking 'gothics' (Mr M's dads' words),
Many many career queers, complete with zippy little cars and dinner parties,
An opera singing bear,
*claps with glee*
Not forgetting:
A boarding house, visited recently by many cops,
A greek father and a possibly-not-the-full-quid daughter,
And a crazy cat lady who works at the fish markets.
Recently moved out:
The recently engaged Suth Efrican yuppies from next door (I think mummy sold her house), and their gorgeous pup,
And sadly I think that 'My Favourite DJ'tm has just moved out also.
But yeay!
I just noticed today - we have skinheads!
(hmm that sounds like a medical condition, said like that :-)
Real ones too eh.
I know because they didn't smile back at me on the street.
Oooh. Big tough bovver boys.
posted by Miss Y @ 7:28 pm
3 Comments:
I want to go to your street! We don't really have a street, so I'll have live vicariously through yours.
Wish you were here. Parties just ain't parties without you. We went to murwillumbah and couldn't find the infopimp monument, but i'm sure it was there somewhere. Northern rivers reeks of you :-)
You're the sweetiest of sweeties Mr L.
But, 'reeks'?
Hmmm. I'll take that positively this time eh :-)
Yeah, it's been so quiet down here - I've done a fabulous amount of gardening and baking this hols, because almost all my playmates are up north!
What street are you in now? Erko one?
Almost moved back into that street too... 5-doors down :)
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