Single mom. Poet. Juggalo.
@robhyde on instagram.
Thanks, Klout. I may have to take my own life.
Chichester Observer display some of their proudest moments. 'Man Dies In Boating Accident' being one of them.
I'll wager very few Americans can recite the Declaration of Independence, I think you mean 'Pledge of Allegiance'
New teamaking facilities reminiscent of breakfast in the 'Granary Room', Travel Lodge, A509 near Kettering
Summer solstice 20 years ago, KLF style. Looks amazing. Later, that thing was in flames.
@mark_webster that time already
Today's award for most utterly forlorn-looking Facebook group goes to:
Ooh, Julian Cope's just made friends with Deacon Blue on Facebook. What can this mean? An archaeological collab?
Because I'm a complete bastard, he's the 'pro image' guy's other photo. Simply titled 'Rockin and Rollin'.
Is it illegal to put one of the prospective guitarists on the internet? Sod it. Note 'pro image'.
Desperate, tear-soaked, pleading email from near-defunct social network of the day:
I love it when someone takes your photo & it comes out like it was taken somewhere with 85% LSD for atmosphere.
Loving this 'Acid Hose' photo. From http://nobreastsnorequests.tumblr.com/ (via @trampmusica)
Possibly the nerdiest thing I've ever done: stood by the hedge from the first Haloween film. http://bit.ly/lrktsS
Today I went to the Shell Grotto in Cliftonville. It's utterly bizare, and no one has any idea when it was built.
To get some idea of what is going on in the roysal bedroom right now, let's look at this photo of Will's parents' wedding night:
Severely underwhelming movie locations #347: The house from Father of the Bride 1 and 2.
Jack Tweed stands in a derelict farm building in his smart clothes, while Jade looks on from within a mirror. #ok
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