Mittwoch, 1. Feb 2006, 6:42

So I was off to Primark to buy plain boxers, to be decorated and distributed at the Belle & Sebastian / Brakes gig on Friday. My little box of joy chose the following songs during the walk:

Tired Of Sex
Getchoo (making me very grateful to the shuffle - this is the order they come in on the Pinkerton album, and it works soooo well)
The Holiday Song
Darts Of Pleasure
Rebellion (Lies)
All You Need Is Hate
Nice Weather For Ducks

P.S. Inevitably, I got Primarked* and involuntarily bought a white t-shirt saying "TODAY'S SPECIAL" in caff-style writing, plus a long-sleeve shirt in earthy colours. Total (including 3 boxers): a lovely round ten pounds. Primark deserves to have a song written about it.

* Primarked (verb, past tense): to walk out of a shop having bought significantly more goods than you intended when walking in, due to the inner cheapskate being disarmed by astonishingly low prices (e.g. "I only went in for some loo roll but I got Primarked and ended up with £5-worth of pastries and twelve gallons of fabric softener. They were on special offer, what else could I do?")