Thursday, 3 February 2011

Happy chinki new year

So if you're a Rabbit, legend has it that it's red underwear all year round for you otherwise you're doomed. As a Tiger, last year's campaigner, I paid for my failure to comply by having an absolute howler of a year so I suggest you give it a try. Crass? It's your secret; I'm a massive fan of the demure on the outside, slattern underneath vibe.


The one that got away
I started this chink year as a loser. My watch, my toe ring, a lot of my skin and my saddest of all, my favourite ring were all lost in a pretty gnarly whitewater rafting accident today. I got that ring at a festival in Valencia, my old home and it never left my finger until today. We've lived some seriously peachy times together and I'll be sad when its commemoratory tan line eventually fades. Some you win, some you lose.