Friday, August 28, 2009

Two Legs Good, Eight Wheels Better...

Dear Roller Disco,

Finally we meet again. We haven’t been together since I was eight. They shut you down in Dublin and my heart hasn’t been the same since. It’s been a long time since I was eight, but some wounds take longer then others to heal, for example, the ones I am bound to inflict this weekend…I have often been described as clumsy, clumsy is a really nice way to say walking disaster.

Such is my desire to be in your company I am even attending a festival to be with you. Don’t get me wrong, festivals are lovely things, if you discount the smelly folk, the excess of poo and people who wear stupid hats, but a considerable chunk of my Summer is often spent at them in a work capacity, so the idea of going to one just for fun, well, when I say busman's, you say holiday.

I hear most people are bringing tents and wellies. I’m bringing a gold one piece and some lipgloss. Sometimes a girl just has to honour Patti and Donna. It’s the right thing to do….

Yours sincerely,


  1. I don't know what I love more - roller disco or Randy Deats - so hard to choose - they just don't make men like that anymore!

  2. That is a blast from the past.

    Have fun this weekend. Be sure to crimp your hair!

  3. I lOVE "reverse skate" Just when you get SO SICK of skating in one direction....wham! REVERSE SKATE!

  4. I had the best time, I was much better in my head then I was in reality!