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Currently in the somewhat-traumatic-but-ultimately-healing throes of a full Allsoppian 'De-Clutter', in prep for the forthcoming flit.
Which amounts to combing through the full Fool Frady Archives, going all the way back to the Victorian shores of the Nineteen Haties.
The tiniest throwaways can, sometimes, be the finest gems, and yesterday's panning for gold unearthed a Panini 'Smash Hits' sticker of the Moz fizzog, to place in your Panini 'Smash Hits' sticker album naturally {which í, naturally, had not}, with a similar colour frame to this Andrew Catlin shot {1986?} ~
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~ but that was not the gem part {or the only gem}.
On the flipside of the glam mug shot was an explanatory paragraph or three on who Stephen Patrick Morrissey was.
The mini pop-bio climaxed with ~
"Morrissey lives near Manchester, and is not very normal"
~ as fine and noble an epitaph as one deserves to get.
Gavin Hopps could not have summarised the man better in 500 pages of his secret garden of overgrown prose.
And words that still sum the man up to-day, perhaps. {If one simply switches Manchester with 'the Sunset Marquis'...}
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Are you flitting somewhere you want to flit to or is it another economy/lockdown horror? At this point we need a home for destitute theatricals - we're all in penury.
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