The other Scot

August 17th, 2006

Davy Jones - the arty way

The proud pirate
“These pictures on your wall, who is he?”
“Oh, him. He is, well he’s someone, I admire. You are related to him did you know? And he has some Scottish blood in him too, half of it to be precise”
“You’ve made a lot of artwork with him on it”
“Yes, [...]

But worry not

August 2nd, 2006

In my mailbox (because we want you to live with us ads are out and about on the net now):
“I am a freelance saxophonist looking for a large room in a nice house with good transport links (but worry not, I do not practice for 8 hours a day, or at silly times on a [...]

A cafe just around the corner in Page Street
My flatmate decided that Africa was more interesting than London, and after a few weeks there, she has decided to leave London for good. That means that the other room in our toplocation appartment is going to be available for a new lodger, and we have to [...]

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