Bright orange man.

This afternoon on the northern line, I amused myself by watching a very orange man.

This bloke had clearly felt the need to tango himself for some special occasion and the net result was that he had an orange face, patchy orange fingers and looked very embarrassed. The worst thing was that he had very thinning hair and you could see just how pale he really was beneath the dye....what would possess a man to do such a thing? In the winter as well.

Do you think he was gay? Is this a prejudice? Why would a straight man want to have a tan in the winter....especially a fake one.

Give me and steve 3 weeks, and we'll be laughing in everyone's faces with our tans! hehehehehe.

Infact, speaking of my lovely boyfriend we have had a great night together. spent the first part of the evening in a bar called Exhibit in Balham, and then went on to have big old fillet steaks with fried eggs at La Pampa Grill....anyone visiting Clapham...these steaks are a must. We're now sitting watching re-runs of pop idol and getting hammered! What possible better night could there be? (unless of course I stopped typing and paid Steve the attention he deserved...)

Not sexual favours though. Pop idol is too addictive!

Have happy weekends you lovely people. Dan, I'm only moderatly offended by the slating of Isle of Wight. One of these days, you'll get me to Womad.....in 2067.