we are Frank Morris.
no not him.
easy mistake.
thats us.
we are;
India, Ayesha, Kitty and Tom.
we sound like this when we have been locked in a cellar for 3 hours.
so the other night we played ROPE in Wrexham, along with jaguar jones and drive blind,
supporting CROCODILES.
it was a great night.
. . . . . . . . . . . ☝
we downed the cough medicine like it was lemonade,
we danced our boots offf, then we went to a pub for some karaoke,
before having to flea at high speed because some body who may i stress wasn't us
was smoking weed in the toilet.
after a surreal taxi ride with a friendly nigerian driver,
we realised we were locked of kitty's house, at 2 am,
on
a
school night.
oh flippp.
but then we got in and snuggled in bed.
to be frank excuse the pun you (reader) probably are not much interested in what i (ayesha) have to say.
and if i carry on rambling, i know for certain kitty will go all nazi on me for doing the first blog post without her.
so i bid you fare well, or something like that.
x
