So, having shared a coffee I went away to contemplate this. Needless to say, my freaky Gothic mind came up with a solution. Merrily to the supermarket I did go thinking ahead of how I was going to a) give Leo and his lovely dog Bo a day to remember and b) freak out most of the population of the city.
Suitably kitted out in my best Gothic gear, and with considerable supplies, I returned.
- Bag full of clothes I would never use
- Bottle of cheap champagne
- Plastic glasses
- Assorted snacks and chocolates
- Chewy smelly dog type things for Bo
Not quite in the Bob Geldof arena yet but 'poco a poco' -> Spanish for 'baby steps'.
In Goth World this is what Christmas is about. Make someone happy instead of rewarding yourself with all the worldly goods you can attain. Not that I plan on giving away my puters and stuff, but, one by one we can all make a difference if we choose to.
As John Lennon would have said, on predictive text messaging "ndkj vnfdx k nbdxz". (Give peace a chance)