Today is the first time that I will be engaging in a concert which I attended- and paid for myself! (whoop whoop) Which is why I got a bit glum when ; after four hours of opening performances, the guest of honour and awaited performer Linton Kwesi Johnson (who shares a name with my brother) is only performing at ten.
Its steaming cold (litterally)- there is steam escaping from peoples mouths and I can almost feel my finger-nails falling out. The tall man with his petite wife are both on fire (well it looks like it) from cigarettes. Can they please not smoke in front of non-smokers – like we enjoy showers of tobacco on our faces.
Im about to cease typing, drop the coffee and move towards the concert… and wait for LKJ.
bottomless
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