You know how it is, one week you're tootling along nicely. I've been listening to CDs for the film One Minutes, tarting up Rog's flat and sitting around in the sun. That sun lasted for about 5 days including Engerland's first match. I as in a town tootling round the empty shops trying not to hear the score a la Likely Lads, impossible. Bafore that though, i was really having trouble buying a new dress, in every shop it's the same you have to dress like Mini Mouse or your granny on the pull at a tea dance, traipsed all over town with Mater and declared it all cackski! I've benn Listening to Aunty Jack , watching Aunty jack and reading the very handsome prog from the live shows, even got to send Grahame Bond an email! I ripped my knee a couple of weeks ago (on the way to the pub, not after!!!!), taking a long while to heal may have to go to the Docs with it before Kool and the Gangrene set in, it'll be terribly embarassing on the bus if it suddenly startsup with it's own unique brand iof disco/soul/funk. I've lost approximately £20 off my weekly income due to Government screwing everyone about to make the figures look good. It's ghappening to an awful lot of people. it's the most vulnerable that'll suffer most, the ones who can't cope with the stress, exactly what they're playing on. Political rant over (for the time being). After 6 months I've giot an appointment for physiotherapy for my back, terrific if it helps, but had i got it in Winter when i couldn't walk I'dve been happier, not that bad at mo, but will taking the tablets. Now all i've got to do this week (apart from peoples DVD's and video tranfers) is find someone who can translate English to Italian, a bedroom for a jpanese film segment and a CGI whizzkid. Easy!
Mood - Too sober by half!
Music - Shave the monkey (steady)