Second impromptu night out this week.
Thanks MIke for the txt - good to see you again.
And late last night too.
Memoirs of a Geisha
A belated birthday night out with Trx (thanks Matt for that). Stunning film. Very visual and intensely moving. Mother is brilliant, and as for Gong Li as Hatsumomo...it has been a long time since I have seen such a beautiful woman on the screen.

I've walked through silence for an hour, around Highfield and down some of my favourite streets, with no sound but my own footsteps and a Song Thrush in the garden of the Church of the Immaculate Conception.
Pater Noster
Qui est in caelis
Sanctificatur nomen tuum

Now at home. Jack Damiels and Scott Walker for company.
A dangerous liaison.
Climate of Hunter loud in the headphones and the tears are running down my face. Some nights I could just walk for ever.
In and out of myself
Between memory and dreams.

Enough. Mike has given me 5 discs worth of mp3. Thirty albums.
These include three Clan of Xymox, two Wedding Present and some John Barrie. A little Polly Harvey and the most recent Depeche Mode and Numan,

Marc - where are you? This is a time for Absinthe.
Behold, her green eyes.
Drink from them.
Its going to be a long night