I had a major lack of parental attention when i was growing up. My parents are very self-obsessed, it’s quite scary actually. I ended up confiding in household objects. I still have a sock fetish by the way. I don’t even buy that many. I just go to the shop and stare at the displays, i love harvey nicks so much! You know satie had a similar thing with umbrellas. People saw him randomly walking around montparnasse or montmartre everyday, and he always told them he was shopping for an umbrella. The french call their window-shopping ‘lèche-vitrine’, literally licking the plate glass. French is the best language for expressing the fetishistic manner of my life! I do wish london was a bit more fetishistic. Ok I’m embarrassing myself again. GOd I hate how english people drink beer all day. What ever happened to the opium dens. ALl pubs should be burnt down.