back to the glories of perth and the mad shops near the station.

this one offers to supply all your dressing up needs. maybe this lot could join the band

there was one next door with that yellow cellophane on the windows to stop the stock from fading in the sunlight (?in perth?). it had a sign outside which lost out in the daily blip decision. it was written in chalk on a board and said:-

"stop! look! think! is there maybe something i could buy in here?"

my pal m wanted to buy the bugle for £16 but the shop was shut for lunch.

the purpose of being in perth was to eat, drink and talk shop. which we did along with mr b.

i came home and swam for my sanity. not sure i've got there yet but feeling better