PETE DOHERTY

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So i arrive at stanstead (london)

Then a free ride on the bus to hackney.

Spot a beggar.

And off we go to score.

Job done,

Then the bus to shorditch .

Where i thought i had already paid for bed and breakfast.

No.

I over spent , so no roof for my head tonight.

Back to hackney empire.

TICKET IN BAG .

TO SEE PETE DOHERTY LIVE.

All is good till im asked to open my bag.

Where i left pariffinalia.

I GO TO PUT IT IN THE BIN WHEN I HERE.

Whats that.

I keep walking acting deaf.

And get lost in the crowd.

Untill i feel a beady eye watching me.

Look to my right and this bald headed gorilla.

Is looking at me, staring right into me.

I just jump around and try and enjoy myself.

Turns out to be a blinding gig.

And pete doesnt let me down.

Blinding.

After.

I walk the streets of london.

Bethnal green, back to bloody hackney, then i feel my feet killing me.

I walk to Trafalgar square.

Where my feet have had enough.

Sit there for a couple of hours.

Then train back home.

My feet swollen with burst blisters the size of bomb craters.

10 days later my feet still infectious and bloody painful.

But you know what.

I would do it all again.