Sunday, 6 March 2011
Just found this whilst piddling about on You Tube. Interesting that the booziest monkeys are also the most popular among their peers, a fact that rather reminds me of Fitzwilliam College Cambridge in my first year there, 1978. I am lying on a big bed at a friend's place in Athens with a purring fat cat draped over my feet and a glass of scotch to hand, feeling torch-bearing runners illuminating my inner passages and alleyways with whisky's smoky firelight. The barren touched in this holy chase / shake off their sterile curse, and man, that feels better. I have the toper's genes, no getting away from it. These are monkeys after my own heart, except that they don't write purple prose when tipsy.