KIDS OF SIR PAUL...PT2

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It was a rough Saturday morning..

Heloise had been visiting the old Casa Giovanna with hers & Jons son Rueben.

I think we stayed up late playing cards - I'm not sure, all I remember is that I woke up feeling like not quite right - not quite ready for the day...


At 10am, H&R were set for the train back home and myself and Mrs Giovanni walked them to Liverpool Street Station. It seemed obvious: Easy clothes, comeback home...SLEEP!!!! And deal with the rest of the day later...

So, I pulled on a pair of tragically short Kevin Keegan shorts and a white handmedown T-shirt which proclaimed Los Angeles (+palmtrees), and we got going...


On the way, we ran into Andy.

I spent the first year of this spell in London living with Andy, his girlfriend Sarah and her sister Katie. It was a complicated arrangement, but it generally worked OK: We drank heavily, left on bad terms and have seen little or nothing of one another since...

So, because we all know one another, we say Hello!! and How are things?? We feel awkward and then we move on...


Well, with Heloise and Rueben dropped off, Mrs Giovanni and myself wander back home. But half way there, I'm attacked by the 'old times sake' thinking

'If Andy's still there, let's stop for a chat...It all seemed alright didn't it???'

Andy is still there, so we stop for a coffee and catch up and then we move to The Ten Bells pub.


Now, I've never much liked the The Ten Bells.

It has history.

Yes boss, one of Jack The Rippers victims was last seen in there, but I've always felt the beer is unremarkable, the prices steep and the seating most definately inflexible and sub-standard..

Anyway, we're sitting in there chatting away and it feels just like old times. We're all drunk, it's only just past midday and we're talking the finest crap known to mankind...


Across the way is a church...

Rumour has it that this Hawksmoor church has 4 'horrors' burried within it's foundations. I forget the details, but I remember Gilbert & George

mentioning they were placed there because good can only be built on the remains of evil....

That Saturday, it's holding a wedding and we hear the bells pealing and peer out at the throng emerging from the church..


Now, the previous week, Mrs Giovanni and myself have been at a wedding and being stylishly Italian, Mrs G see's fit to issue a diatribe on the poor quality of dress shown by English folk at weddings, using the poor fuckers who are emerging from the wedding across the road as ammunition..

"They only ever wear black!.....It looks like a funeral!!...LOOK AT HER!!!.....What's wrong with other kinds of suits??!" etc etc...


After the photos are done with, a bunch of the folk from the wedding move over to the pub and I go for a piss..

I come out of the toilet to collect the drinks order and Andy & Mrs G are looking rather excited by something...

"Do you know who that is???" Andy asks me. I take a look at the girl. She looks vaguely familiar - attractive but not quite as pretty as the barmaid..

"That's Kate Moss!" Andy said. "And that's Alexander McQueen, there's Sadie Frost and that's Jackson Scott.." Andy continued as he pointed out the faces..

I took a good look and sure enough it all was.


Now, to be perfectly honest, I didn't find that Katherine looks quite so pretty in real life as she does in print, but regardless, I set about a determined set of attempts to catch her eye and thereby set about the processs of marrying her (each time she looked away....)

But that doesn't really matter - what does is that the pub became populated by the glitterati of the London fashion business, including Sir Pauls 'there on merit' daughter Stella McCartney, and there we were with Mrs G having suggested that none of them know how to dress, Andy looking like he'd not slept for a friggin month and my badself dressed like a fucking pale joke whitey runner....


It was a pure and complete fucking joke, but it was there and then, clad in my short shorts and palm crappy tree-shirt, that I saw medusa and learnt to fully love and understand the idea of star fucking...

Currently listening : Stop the Panic By Luke Vibert & BJ Cole Release date: By 25 January, 2000

01:36 - 26 Comments - 15 Kudos - Add Comment - Edit - Remove

	tiffany the lass à la piratepods	you share the best adventures. Posted by tiffany the lass à la piratepods on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 06:37 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	: THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI :	Posted by : THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI : on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 10:56 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	Christopher Nosnibor	That is quite an anecdote. The kudos is for the delivery, of course, and not because you saw famous people. Posted by Christopher Nosnibor on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 09:12 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	: THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI :	The next week Mrs G started work at the Paparzzai agency - So basically, had it happenned a week later we'd have made a packet of money...(( Posted by : THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI : on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 11:24 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	Christopher Nosnibor	Life sucks. As do most 'celebrities.' Posted by Christopher Nosnibor on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 12:14 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	Purveyor of Nothing	now u need 2 rip off Heather Mills leg and bop her over the head with it 2 complete the set! xxx Posted by Purveyor of Nothing on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 12:29 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	: THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI :	Yeah... I've never seen the Devil Incarnate AKA Heather in the corner shop or out and about buying toys for those less fortunate than ourselves. If she's out with the kids, I might get a double header!! Posted by : THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI : on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 12:35 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	michelle	i saw the devil incarnate (ms. mills) in the virgin upperclass lounge in LA. she was sitting behind me & if it wasn't for my boss, i wouldn't of known (or cared) who the annoying bitch was behind me critiqueing all too loudly the dancing with the stars re-run that was coincindentally playing in the background. her fake toes were painted. Posted by michelle on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 17:05 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	: THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI :	How apt it is, that you make your return to these pages when there's talk of ex-wives... Strangely, I'm on her side on the divorce front. Sir Paul rebounded, got it wrong and now she's carrying the can... Posted by : THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI : on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 17:23 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	michelle	yes, very fitting isn't it? Posted by michelle on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 17:35 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	: THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI :	Things go in circles. And I'd imagine you're suprised to see me siding with the opposition on this one... (PS) AND BEFORE YOU ASK: NO YOU CAN'T HAVE MY GRANDMA'S MIRROR!!! I MADE THAT CLEAR AT THE TIME OF OUR SEPARARTION. IT'S IN THE PAPERS THAT IT'S MINE!!!! AND I'M NEVER CHANGING MY MIND ON IT!!!! Posted by : THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI : on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 17:51 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	Abigail	what are the horrors of the church? - i always thought there was something spooky about it. Plus i quite like the 10 bells, i like to go in there and pretend to be in 1889, however this is a fleeting game as i get distracted by people in neon tracksuits walking past the window. They should have made that pub a novelty pub complete with toothless wenches and and strange snuffed-up top-hatted gentlemen sitting in each corner. Posted by Abigail on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 15:06 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	: THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI :	Well, I think real life nasty things like a mutilated child, a raped prostitute etc... It has a very dark prescence does that church - that's for damn sure. The angles are very wierd indeed, especially when you look upwards from right underneath.. Oh and if you ever see a twat in a yellow or red tracksuit walking past at about 9 miles an hour, it's probably me undertaking some vital PGC business - be sure to jump out and say hello!!! Posted by : THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI : on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 15:13 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	dimpletrunk	i'm happy you said that. when i think of twats... in track suits. i think of you most certainly. Posted by dimpletrunk on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 15:54 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	Purveyor of Nothing	when your 50 will you be given a gold tracksuit like sir Jimmy and burn it with a big smelly cigar as you do the london marathon? lol xxx Posted by Purveyor of Nothing on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 17:33 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	: THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI :	I love Saville.. He was an excellent cyclist and invented no gaps DJ mixing.. Here he is for all who aren't of these shores... Posted by : THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI : on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 17:47 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	: THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI :	Glad to hear I'm solidfying my brands prescence GLOBALLY!!!! Posted by : THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI : on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 16:02 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	(not a groupie)	what a cracker of a tale! (i just learned that brit word, did i use it correctly?) side note: whenever i see a recent photo of sir paul, i feel an urge to call him "daddy" - in the paternal matter not naughty one. i think i need to ask my mother about this. Posted by (not a groupie) on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 16:23 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	: THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI :	Yes!! That's an excellent use of the word 'Cracker'... Furthermore, using it in conjunction with anything I write is a very sound policy indeed!!!!! As for your McCartney thing: Yes have a long talk with your mother!! Was she a follower of The Beattles at all back in the day?? Did she use to chase them around and scream?? Did she ever hang around their hotels??? Did she ever- No, let's stop there!!! Posted by : THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI : on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 16:31 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	simon	A good tale in deed of my families old neighborhood! You were almost where my dad was born!! That said the last time I saw Paul he was wandering along George Street in the west end a few months ago and to be honest he looked a little shabby round the edges and was seemingly by himself which seemed cool for someone who used to get so much attention!! As for that church it certainly has enough history and that has been a "Bad neighborhood" for about 400 years or so now or is it longer, so there was plenty of evil there or there abouts even before Jack came on the scene so to speak. Posted by simon on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 18:54 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	: THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI :	Yes, I reckon it's probably as 'good' a neighbourhood as it's ever been... But then I think London in general is as safe as it's ever been - despite the hype to the contrary... Posted by : THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI : on Tuesday, January 15, 2008 at 19:07 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	La Paloma, the Queen of Infinity	This is almost as exciting as when my screaming children caused me to be in the way of Snoop Dogg and his posse at Knott's Berry Farm. I wish I had taken a picture of the entourage parting down the middle with my kids in their strollers (pushchairs for those of you with ass-backwards English). Posted by La Paloma, the Queen of Infinity on Wednesday, January 16, 2008 at 01:30 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	La Paloma, the Queen of Infinity	oh and snoop dogg was wearing a gold track suit. Posted by La Paloma, the Queen of Infinity on Wednesday, January 16, 2008 at 01:31 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	: THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI :	I DEMAND TO HEAR THE FULL STORY OF THAT ONE ON YOUR BLINGER!!!! GOLD TRACKSUIT = CLASS!!! When the pigs trytagetatya Drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot.. etc WOOOOO!!!! Posted by : THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI : on Wednesday, January 16, 2008 at 01:38 [Remove] [Reply to this]

	tiffany the lass à la piratepods	do pubs that the london fashion business peeps hang out in charge a cover charge ? just something i was thinking about all day ? Posted by tiffany the lass à la piratepods on Wednesday, January 16, 2008 at 07:54 [Remove] [Reply to this]

: THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI :

Well this one doesn't... The Ten Bells is only half fashionable and that lot were only there because it was handy for a quick drink and snort before the reception... Posted by : THE FUTUREPROOF MUSIC BLOG BY PIOUS GIOVANNI : on Wednesday, January 16, 2008 at 12:08 [Remove] [Reply to this]