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I was introduced to Sir Anthony Hopkins and i spoke to him like he was royalty; well he is. It came to the scene; i was calm and i delivered..literally, food to his doorstep. When it comes to Sir Ant i'll live up to any stereotype.
Was in Moorgate last night and i saw this gull get hit by a taxi who callously drove off. It was traumatised and standing close to the wall; i was a bit upset.
There's various performances and campaigns for causes at the fourth plinth Trafalgar Square. I saw something called Do not feed the ladies where they were like pigeons; 'we are so hungry. They used to feed us'. A hydraulic crane takes the performer to the top. There was the infernal racket of bongoes and bagpipes in the background but ppl get to have a tan while watching piazza theatre. London's mad and innovative enough to have performances on a plinth. The campaign i'm aware is an anti homophobic one about Justin Fashanau of whose merciless treatment drove him to suicide.
I don't know when gigs are on. Aha did a freebie in Westfield the best looking shopping centre outside of Dubai; what a combination. Last night was Buffy St Marie; is anyone else a fan? 'The big ones got away' from 1989 is brilliant. Ambient maestros Bent played last week.
Labels: acting, gigs, open air performances

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