Barricade Blatherings

A year ago, when my mild interest in Victor’s barricade boys first began to spiral alarmingly towards obsession, I thought I was going mad.  Only now do I recognise it as one of the few things that keeps me sane. (The other one is, of course, tea and biscuits.)

So here is my little corner of cyberspace that recognises that obsession and says, “Dude, was there really any need to put all this on the Internet where anyone can see it?  It ought to be under your bed with the gooey poetry you wrote when you were fifteen.”  Because you’d have done the same, Inspector, if we’d let you have your chance.

Much love,

Framboise xxx

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Enjolras and Marius argue over who plays the title role

in the Friends of the ABC production of Little Red Riding Hood

(I bet Enjolras got it)

(Lyrics from the musical belong to Boublil and Schonberg and Kretzmer
and probably Cameron Mackintosh. I'm assuming none of them are going to run into this site and fly into
a rage and sue me (and Victor certainly isn't). Pictures are, with much gratitude, from rueplumet.com, unless they aren't.)