The Proclaimers gave a brilliant performance last night on the Festival stage. Jolene and I got there fairly early so we were sitting pretty close to the front. I was safely sequestered away from some of the more interesting foot traffic that skirts the perimeter of the event. From a distance I could see the tube topped/bra strapped set and the wife beater alliance jostling their way through the crowd.
The show was great but I needed more! I went straight home and checked out the Peterborough Examiner online. The Dove has been pretty lax over the past few months, but nothing has surfaced that has really grabbed her interest. However, finally, last night in the Local News Section, there it was a familiar headline Man jailed for drunken misbehaviour.
Granted it's a headline that can be fairly mundane, but not this time. It delivered a slam dunk for this little birdie!
Apparently this young gentlemen, Larry Miles, was attending a party at a local hotel, with his "plus one" concealed in his pants pocket. As the night rolled on he discovered that his "little friend" was no longer in his pants. He lost his mind when he realized that he had lost his insect (no that's not a cute name for anything). He truly lost his insect, apparently it was a cockroach. Upon discovering his loss he proceeded to urinate on the belongings of others and threaten fellow party goers with a knife. You know what they say about a boy and his cockroach...
Anyway Larry was arrested the next day and charged with various offences.
It makes me wonder if he would've "Walked 500 Miles" for his roach?
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