Observer Magazine (Ex-Files) today....

Two london couriers- anyone from here......?

At a guess, yes.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2009/feb/08/ex-files-relationships

sounds familiar...

First the wireless, now this. Saturday night TV beckons.

No good deed ever goes un-punished, as my mother would say.

Georgie needed an ex-couple to write up about, so Jon and I volunteered. The writing is good, I just sound like an idiot. Which is actually pretty likely to be the truth.

nhatt you don't sound like an idiot.

did you really live in a barn? how do you find a barn to live in?

day four in the big brother house, BigWiggyWill loses his rag when Nhatt fills the jacuzzi with quinoa

I thought you both came across very well. There's usually one person who is deluded about something in that feature, but not this week.

it's possible that we're all deluded.

It was more of a stable than a barn. I loved it, the owner was a friend of mine and I moved in to start doing it up. I had a years worth of free rent, then I paid three hundred a month. It needed too much help though, I managed to put a kitchen in, tile the bathroom for a shower, re-wire the electrics, and make progress on the leaky roof, but I couldn't do the work on the house and work a normal job. So I moved out. But I do miss it.

Damn that sounds awesome, I love converted buildings, I used to love photographing interiors as well, but when you've done several thousand shots of rooms its gets a bit old lol.

Well, this place was amazing. Before I cleaned my act up, IE the first year I lived there, I slept under a leaky roof with an old piano as a headboard and a bottle of jamisons sitting on it. Used to drink it first thing in the morning while sitting in front of the gas fire and playing with the cats. I think I thought I was tom waits.

i wish i was less normal.

I seem to have a normalicy barometer. Every time I start to be more normal, some chemical reaction happens in my head and I need to quite my job and start painting, writing new comic books, riding too fast and drinking too much.

I can't really recommend this to anyone, but I'm mostly happy.

Well, this place was amazing. Before I cleaned my act up, IE the first year I lived there, I slept under a leaky roof with an old piano as a headboard and a bottle of jamisons sitting on it. Used to drink it first thing in the morning while sitting in front of the gas fire and playing with the cats. I think I thought I was tom waits.

That is cascading torrents of awesome :)