Friday and off for an overdue lunch with the French Bloke in the riverside. Snickering and lurking in a corner discussing shady matters. He and Max are now happily living together in their new place and the FB seemed pretty happy about this.
After work, in the evening went to Chiswick to meet Martin who I'd not seen for over a year and Young Cy, his stepson. He is about 18 now looks like a youthful cross between Marc Bolan and Carlos Santana having come up from Cornwall for a holiday.
Along with an old school pal of Cy's we went to the George IV in Chiswick and saw some comedians, last up was Gina Yashere who is simply a very funny woman. She has a nice simple but funny skit about her mother who is Nigerian looking at a map of the world and all its tempting destinations until she settles on Tower Hamlets.
After we retired to Martin's place and we played guitar somewhat, and ate chicken and rice. Cy who had three of his pals with him, is a sickeningly fantastic guitarist. Did these kind of things until about 3:30am and well past my bedtime.
After work, in the evening went to Chiswick to meet Martin who I'd not seen for over a year and Young Cy, his stepson. He is about 18 now looks like a youthful cross between Marc Bolan and Carlos Santana having come up from Cornwall for a holiday.
Along with an old school pal of Cy's we went to the George IV in Chiswick and saw some comedians, last up was Gina Yashere who is simply a very funny woman. She has a nice simple but funny skit about her mother who is Nigerian looking at a map of the world and all its tempting destinations until she settles on Tower Hamlets.
After we retired to Martin's place and we played guitar somewhat, and ate chicken and rice. Cy who had three of his pals with him, is a sickeningly fantastic guitarist. Did these kind of things until about 3:30am and well past my bedtime.
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