Pope Idol

Making your own facial hair from the hair of others.
Originally uploaded by Dolores Luxedo.

Matt the Cripple came to stay. George and Piet came down as well but George was unconscious for most of it. I hurt really bad. Got some sleep in the park, and a bit later in the pub. After work on Friday I got to the house, Matt the Cripple is there with toy sunglasses and cigarette holder waving around a big knife that he is using to move miscellaneous white powder about.

The Pope is dead, he has shuffled up the stairway to heaven (or the pope-slope). Who's next in the pope-line? POPE IDOL is the only way to find out.

No, I am sad. Good Catholic boy that I am.

So much work to do now. I came second place in a poetry competition. Got beaten to first place by some guy who took his clothes off. This is cheeky, I think.

But it was fun. The only good poetry night I've ever been to.

Rosanne went crazy and vanished, only to be found wandering about outside Sainsburies looking puzzled. We made a big jug of gravy.

Fat fat fat, until your daddy takes the biscuit away.