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Jun. 1st, 2009 10:31 amInteresting things aquired over the last few days-
1: A melodica, complete with leather case, spare mouth piece and German sheet music;
and 2: A potential friend/sugar daddy (don't worry David, I'm not going to have sex with him!), who also happens to be a genuine, bona-fide Hell's Angel. Cool.
Also, last week I went the see the 'Anthology of hats' exhibition at the V&A. It was wonderful; I saw hats made out of lolli-pop sticks, out of intricately cut paper, a hat called the "kiss of death", which was a black bonnet with long feathers stretching out in front of it, and a police helmet made of straw. In keeping with the tone of the exhibition, I had decided to go weraing my blue teacup hat. At one point, I saw a mother fruitlessly try to engage her young son's interest in the displays, while he kept pointing over at me and saying, "Mummy, mummy, look! That lady has a TEACUP on her head!" Eventually, the mother approached me and apologetically asked me to show her son that there was no actual tea in my hat. I did, at which point the boy's face fell, and sadi to his mother in a disappointed voice, "...Oh. Can we go home now?"
1: A melodica, complete with leather case, spare mouth piece and German sheet music;
and 2: A potential friend/sugar daddy (don't worry David, I'm not going to have sex with him!), who also happens to be a genuine, bona-fide Hell's Angel. Cool.
Also, last week I went the see the 'Anthology of hats' exhibition at the V&A. It was wonderful; I saw hats made out of lolli-pop sticks, out of intricately cut paper, a hat called the "kiss of death", which was a black bonnet with long feathers stretching out in front of it, and a police helmet made of straw. In keeping with the tone of the exhibition, I had decided to go weraing my blue teacup hat. At one point, I saw a mother fruitlessly try to engage her young son's interest in the displays, while he kept pointing over at me and saying, "Mummy, mummy, look! That lady has a TEACUP on her head!" Eventually, the mother approached me and apologetically asked me to show her son that there was no actual tea in my hat. I did, at which point the boy's face fell, and sadi to his mother in a disappointed voice, "...Oh. Can we go home now?"
