
From ijm, via SwissMiss.
...and because the clerk at the record store -- who had really nice glasses on and who always played music that I liked in the shop -- said it was really good. Who knew I would like music favoured by Wire magazine? I mean, gosh. Wire. I find it thoroughly unreadable when I chance to look through it.)
This box of matches sits in front of me when I am at my desk. It makes me smile every time I look at it. If I had had it when I was little, it would have been one of my prized possessions. I would have made it into a bed for a tiny figurine.

