So far this month things have been grim. Firstly my friend Sheridan died at the start of January. A lovely man who devoted his life to helping others. I met him in the late nineties when I offered to volunteer at a community art project he had got started in Islington. We got on well and he helped me out at a time when I was very confused and unwell. He moved to Manchester and would visit London now and then when we’d go out and get hideously drunk together, put the world to rights and plan new projects together. It’s been about five years since we last met up though, when we planned for Rude Mechanicals to hold a night in the venue he ran in Manchester. Wish I’d got the band organised and gone and done that!
I’m still trying to find out what happened to him.
A lot of my friends have died over the last year, both young and old. I miss them, they are holes in the netting of my mind.
As you may have seen on my Facebook page, the sewage is still coming up into my bath and sink. It is like a large swamp monster is living under my bathroom, it gurgles and growls and vomits up sewage into my bath. Two months this has been happening and getting worse. Seven plumbers with fancy laser jet equipment have failed to stop it. It’s a health hazard, the council call it an emergency, then blame it on different department. Help!
My Facebook friends have been very helpful with suggestions of what to do, and I’m slowly progressing through them. Will be attempting the builders foam next.
Below is a picture of a swamp monster possibly living under my bathroom.