photo by Chalkie Davies |
I was a West London punk. I found out a few days ago that I am that girl in the white aertex blouse having a cigarette in the Men's Toilets (homage to Chalkie Davies photo no doubt) and also in the Kam Sing Chinese Restaurant later, with a bandage on my arm.
My arm is bandaged because I was taken to Paul Hartnett's house in Ealing. His house used to belong to Alistair Crowley or someone 'magikal' like that. He had an Alsatian dog that leapt at me and bit me, called Seamus. We were surprised to remember the name of the dog.