I'm bored with telling people how broke I am, so lets focus on the fun things you can do for cheap and for free, after all, I do promise to increase your leisure time. Let's take a leaf out of Quentin Crisp's book. If ever invited to dinner of a party, say yes.

This philosophy lead me to attending the live broadcast of Rose Miller's show on http://radio23.org this evening.

Lovely Rose was in possession of a delightful new Kaftan, accessorized with her Mothers jingly-jankly, plinkity-plonkity, 1970s necklace. The item of jewelry has divine providence. As Rose related, during the 1970s her parents took a trip to Wellington and visited "The Purple Onion", a once rather risque bar. Carmen (New Zealand's first lady of drag) commented, to her mother: "I love your neckline darling".

But I digress, Rose and I had a marvelous time together, listening to her show with the occasional voice over. And she served the most delightful vegetable soup. We even made a wee video of the event:



As is often the way with my stories the evening ended in tragicomedy, luckily for me I sat in the car for a few minutes with the engine running before it ran out of gas. Neither Rose nor I wanted to deal with this situation wearing platforms, kaftans, nor kimonos. So we resolved to fill the car with gas the following morning, as it could not be left where it was parked for fear of a hefty fine.

That's is all for now.

xx
LQ