But we miss Unarocks. Apparently she’s in a castle on a mountain in Spain the poor mite.
You’re only massive met head on with Queen Kong for a tune-slinging-hat-wearing-cocktail-slurping affair. Shame about the bloody rain.
In the spirit of Queen Kong (a tenuous link at best) I hit the Asian market for some Japanese sweets. Green rice gooey messiness, sweets with faces and all sorts of nutty goodness.
Pix to follow. My digital is broken so I bought a good ole fashioned disposable camera. I’ll probably get it developed next century (with the NIN photies from london LAST YEAR!!!!) oops.
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