So. It’s no wonder why I’m like I am when places like Swindon as they were on Sunday the 24th of February. Today for the first time in a long time I saw the town in its true colors and was bloody glad I’m no longer there.
The alarms to Top shop were going off, the urinal monument was leaking, everyone who wasn’t in their own home looked like they had just been out running (probably from the police) with their trousers so low you can see their breakfast, and just generally walking through the town centre with can in their hands shouting something I dont even understand/ I could see the torn edges of Swindon’s everything that I don’t miss. The town not only lacks enthusiasm, but it lacks taste and is packed full of what I can describe as a blanket of dullness and a thin layer of fag ash covering everything.
I will only return on a long term basis if kicking and screaming and will attempt to leave via the result of razor blades… seriously if I was embarrassed for a town, Swindon would be it.
Anyway… Today Jelmer, Zoe and I went there today to record Carl, who used to be the manager at Swindon FM. He’s done the narrations for Code Red, Which is cool. I also had some more Old Rosie cider in the Glue Pot pub, and managed not to get drunk. Its 7.5% so it actually could do that if you drank it quick enough.
We then went to the Wheatshief in Upper Stratton just before seeing Carl, the football was on. Standard pub, totally forgot places like that existed. But yeah the session went good. I’ve now got a day to look forward to for Monday, the question time at uni for the elections. Tune in to see what happens there tomorrow.
In regular everyday life, I’ve had lots of thoughts on my mind the last few days. I’ve been “blessed” (i say sarcasticly) with the ability to come up with ideas easily and make them into some sort of physical thing, and occassionally I can imagine things and see them when I close my eyes, sometimes its just colors and as long as im happy its happy colors. however this ability has become a hindrance recently because its all planting new ideas and thoughts in my head like stuff for my election campaign at 6am. It happened today and couldn’t get back to sleep. It also means that scenarios run through my head too. Mix that is with tiredness or things i want to do in the future and plans it, or even reels TV themes off one by one to the point others start singing. I’ve had avichi’s hey brother in my head all day today. So many thoughts in my head, they are all questuining things.
I can feel my eyes warning me its time for bed, so it shall be.