STREET GIG - I'M FAMOUS! I'M SPECTACULAR! EVERYBODY LOVES ME!

Didn't write this up straight away, so I'm afraid it's gone a bit hazy now. The one thing that's burnt into my retinas for evermore is the sight of lovable alcoholic Frankie in a long flowing blonde wig discarded by a passing hen party bridesmaid. Dunno why, but there's something bizarrely hilarious about it. He looks really attractive from behind, and then he turns round and it's Frankie's world-worn stubbly laughing face. Collapsing-into-giggles-mid-chorus funny.

Nice Tommy gives me a tin of pretend Red Bull, so I kiss him on his stubbly cheek.

And some lunatic street alcoholic girl in dreadlocks chucks a bottle in the vague direction of Tanya, and it misses my head by a few inches. Kinda worrying. She strolls off round the corner with a bloke in a wooly hat, but later, even he says she's mad as a fish. Wanted to give her a good telling off, but I never see her again, which is probably a good thing, anyone who chucks bottles around is bad news. Tanya says the woman's a total nutter, and Tanya's got a point.

Big shouts to Frankie, Tanya, Tommy, Keneith, Baba Mead, Cloe Mead, Dan, Birthday Jenny, and a ridiculous quantity of brides to be. Dunno why but this week, the streets are full of hen parties, and hen parties are always *A GOOD THING*.

Quotes:
You're amazing. You're spectacular' - Keelin.
'You're famous! Everybody loves you here!' - Baba Mead