sweatybettyishWent out to the West End earlier. Bus disruptions, etc, but at least it wasn't quite as hot as yesterday.
I was compelled to check out the Comic Showcase defunctation clearance, and came away with a Kochalka paperback (PERFECT PLANET) and Carol Tyler's LATE BLOOMER (I'm a big fan...) both for £11.00, which I just could not afford, as usual, but couldn't resist, either. I really wanted an album of Steve Ditko Space Stories, reduced from £23 to £10, but just couldn't justify it. I have to try and be sort -of -sane... I saw the cafe that has bubble tea, which I still haven't tried, but it was £3.50, so no.
Paul Hudson says he'll probably never do a 'real' comic shop again, but may deal on line. There is also the possibility of his having to take a dayjob. May he be spared. He seemed extremely jovial, anyhow. I guess trying to keep the place afloat has been pretty strenous, especially in recent years.
There's very little left, now, but still a few odds & ends worth having, so if you're in the neighbourhood, drop in and have a look.
Once again I got several positive comments on my top, an acid-green faux tie-dyed hippydippy horrorshow, that I scored for like under a fiver on Ebay. I also continue to be complimented for the two eyeball-burning kaftans I got over 20 years ago from a grotty African shop, and have trotted out every summer since. I guess when it comes to dressing with frightening bad taste, I'm a bit of a style icon. Well, Life has mashed me and bashed me, but I've still got 'mon panache'...
