Trouble in the Trees

Yes, Yes I know - shouldn't make any further references to extremely poor Canadian Prog Rock bands with Tolkein pretentions (Rush in case you hadn't already guessed) but indeed there was trouble in the trees - or more correctly trouble in the spaces between the trees.
Had excursion into the forest again this morning as splendid opportunity for wintery scenes accompanied by Little Hippy Mate who was on the lookout for some fallen branches to turn into xmas decorations as an eco-alternative to killing a tree. So as she is her wont, she was telling me all about what's been going on in the bizarre parallel universe that she inhabits (and occasionally pops her head out of to see what's happening in the real world.)
Has "friend" staying with her - apparently monomaniac (obsessed with Phil Collins and won't hear a thing said against the bald talentless twat) Swiss lesbian drummer (bear in mind that the only drummer I've ever had any time for is Doktor Avalanche from the Sisters) - and other weird pal (red indian shortarse tattooist - sorry bedroom scratcher) has told Hippy Mate reasons for throwing Swiss wierdo out of band what should she do. How the hell should I know - I dislike both of these people - even though I've only met the Bear from Basle so anything I'm going to suggest in naturally going to be on the biased side.
Anyway on the more amusing side LHM is going to start her own body piercing and tattoo studio in the new year - watch this space....