I cleaned my room whislt semi asleep yesterday afternoon. It’s so sparkly clean, i’ve likened it to climbing back into my mother’s womb and lingering around in all the placental and foetal gloop. Lovely ’tis

Red Drainpipes – CHECK
Poncho – NOT YET
Slim Fit Dinner Jacket – CHECK
Stupid Apparel/accesories – CHECK
Listen right, if you wear a pearl headband as an accesory round your neck, be prepared to back that sucker up with a neckerchief. It’s the done thing. I should be reading, but on here instead. Fuck James Hogg, although still better than Lame Austen (puns ahoy).

Hoepfully the whole farce with my scallywag of a camera shall be sorted by tuesday, SD card reader anyone…thanks amazon. I blame amazon soley for the death of the highstreet; but when the highstreet can sell me expensive stuff for pennies and farthings and whatnot, then and only then will i possibly cycle down and peruse le bargains au shop.

For those that care, saw YMA6 in bristol on friday – their best show that i’ve seen. Kudos to whoever designed their opening, absolutely insane, had the pre-pubescent ‘scene girls’ (do they still exist..?!) screaming their mouths off. Went for a smoke with Max after, chilling out in and around the tour bus – mentally big. Will catch up with them after 777 and prior to SXSW.

oh and Download the FOB mixtape by Clinton Sparks. It’s sick. Get Familiar.

PS. Also Kris Margetts RIP son, hadn’t seen you for ages, so if anybody is worthy of an innocuous mention in this post-script, it is most defianately YOU….

…and can mother earth make her mind up over the weather please.

TW