Mice

23/05/07

Raf and I used to spend a lot of time going backwards and forwards on the M1 to stay with Flux of Pink Indians, Annie Anxiety the anarchist poet and Gary and Deno from Dirt (who are actually still going believe it or not). Their always seemed to be a lot of animals around, there was this mad time we went to stay with Flux, not only did they have Amoebix and Disorder staying there too, but a little rat family in a cage in the front room and a duck.
While we were there it was July, red hot, the rats had their balls and arses up against the mesh of the cage, the duck, the newcomer, no-one had sussed out that when you feed a duck, they just shit, (hasnt anyone read Errol Flynns My Wicked Ways?) cider punks from Bristol with a drumkit in the downstairs front room that we were sleeping in. What I treat.
Anyway, we also stayed at Gary & Denos, in Plaistow, East London. I swear their house was the only building standing up in the street, The Human League had just used it for a video and painted the whole of the house bright red inside. Gary and Deno were squatting it. But get to sleep? Did we fuck, how could you with Mice running through your hair and around your head all night. That was the first and last time we stayed there. I mean, we all have standards dont we? Dont we?