Fever Fever: November 2010

Thursday brought us to the big smoke. But first we enjoyed a power nap:::

Suddenly Smit had to take an urgent call:::

It was OK though, it was just Willy Wonka calling to warn him about the pubes in his sweets:::

Finally we arrived, full of beans, at XFM in time to do our live session:::

In our family portrait we look pretty happy

Lets play pretend, let's act like it comes naturally

I don't wanna have to split the holidays

I don't want two addresses

I don't want a step brother anyways

And I don't want my mom to have to change her last name:::

Smit ran away pretty soon after that photo was taken. We looked for him everywhere and eventually found him hiding in this tiny box:::

Rosie's mouth got cold because she left it open too long. It had to quickly put its coat on:::

When our beady eyes clocked this gem, we CRIED*:::

We all reached the speedy conclusion that we had embarrassed ourselves long enough and busted a groove. When we got back in the van to drive to Brixton Helen seemed different somehow, distracted:::

Smit thought he smelled something fishy:::

But Helen insisted she was alright so we trundled on to the Windmill. This is one of our most favourite places in the world. We played with the wonderful Local Girls:::

And the gorgeous Something Beginning With L:::

The gig was as hotter than the hottest quiche you have tasted and after we had had our fill of Lorraine we went back to lovely Jen and Johns hoose from SBL. Whilst we were there we all had to squeeze on one sofa. Thats just the way it is:::

(Ellie had been slipped some moonshine)

Marble Arch. That's right mother:::

For much of the evening, Rosie and JenFuse looked smug in the kitchen. When Jen drinks wine she HAS to stand at a right angle. Thats just the way it is:::

We discussed the importance of being earnest:::