Thursday, 11 March 2010

O, Plymouth, I greet thee with open arms

I'm back in Plymouth for this Mother's day weekend. I received so many 'awww Mummy's boy' comments this week when I have told friends this.

I was asked by Angelo, one of my Italian teachers, in Italian this morning if I studied French. When I replied 'no', he seemed surprised and said how I speak Italian with a French accent. Best iron that crease out immediately.
I've got the new Gorillaz album, Plastic Beach. It's lovely.

Bit of a change in post themes today. I was on the train and randomly was struck by a wave of inspiration so thought I'd draft a blog post on my iPod blogger app. The result of that inspiration can be seen in my previous post. I wouldn't go so far as to call it poetry by any means. The structure is too irregular. I labelled it as a 'scribbling' which leads me to believe I have chosen quite an apt name for this blog.

When I was in a band, I used to write a lot of our songs and I would be hit by these waves of inspiration akin to that which I experiences today. It happens a lot less often now, and seeing as I have no band to vent my creativity into I thought I would seize the opportunity before the moment was gone and so I put it on here. Let me know what you think it's about, if you liked it or if you didn't.

4 comments:

  1. Thaila Kelly (is cool)11 March 2010 at 21:44

    Firstly WELCOME HOME!
    Secondly, as for the previous post..its really beautiful you should write more cause your old ones used to be amazzzing. Keep it up silly! x

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  2. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
    THATS TOO FUCKING FUNNY!
    YOU SPEAK ITALIAN WITH A FRENCH ACCENT!!
    HAHAHA, BON-F'ING-JOUR AND ALL THAT!

    HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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  3. i'd love it if an italian who dislikes the french acts all funny with you lol :P

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  4. Haha yeah he'll be all off with me and I'll never know why.

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