May contain a heavy dose of Jim Kerr
Oh, where do I start?! The nerves! Anyone would think I was going to be performing WITH them, I am so tangled up in knots. I feel on the verge of gagging, constantly. I wish I could retain this feeling every time I am about to say something stupid or innapropriate to him. It is…
Maybe it isn’t always such a good idea to type in Scots dialect – don’t say the title of the post quickly! Lol
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Yesterday’s London juant was a good one. The weather started out quite appallingly. I got lost when I arrived in London (I really don’t do well with traversing London on my own!)…but once I got my bearings and made ot to my first “port of call”, it turned into a lovely night. First off the…
And so, here we are, with just two days to go until Glasgow…I turn into a bundle of nerves and jelly. I reflect upon ALL my stupid behaviour and feel myself being in his presence and how unable to live with myself I will be. For the person I am online is not really the…
Oh, yes it is!
I still can’t fathom it. The year started out a bit odd…but it was okay. And then the lovely, lovely Wall Of Love post happened, and it was beautiful. I felt that lovely…love…I felt from him last year. I was on a cloud! As usual, it sent me off firing questions and posting to the…
Mister is in this….I dunno what you’d call it… Fixated! He is FIXATED on resharing people’s posts on the visitor wall onto the main wall (and who am I to say anything on it…without that, I’d have never felt the appreciation I did for my art – when he cared…when, seemingly, I hadn’t pissed him…