Monthly Archives: May 2008

I had been worried about today’s gig for quite some time. I have also been worrying about DIY in my house. The DIY is easy to explain – the house should have been done long-since. The worry about the gig … Continue reading →

An interesting point on how this blog is produced (correction a point on how it’s produced): I sometimes write what’s happening on the day it happened (or at least the waking day). Sometimes it’s written a week or even longer … Continue reading →

Always look on the Brighton side of life. That’s what I’d say if I were a cheap, tupenny pun-merchant. I had a gig tonight in Brighton. I’ve never played the club in question and, to be honest, I didn’t really … Continue reading →

What a rock and or roll lifestyle I lead. Today I got into the office in time to have meeting hell. This was punctuated by a two hour period in which there were no meetings. I tried to get myself … Continue reading →

After the success of the Bank Holiday in terms of getting household tasks done, I didn’t want to lose momentum. As a result, I managed to motivate myself into ringing a local skip company, one of whose skips I’d noticed … Continue reading →

You never think you’ll run out of 10 litres of paint. It turns out that you can use the stuff at quite a rate if you go round painting 3 rooms in two coats each. After the second coat of … Continue reading →

My body clock goes all out of whack over long weekends. So an even later than expected wake up, had me going out to B&Q at around lunchtime for some paint. I reckoned a single 10 litre bucket of pure … Continue reading →

As a result of the previous night’s exertions, I couldn’t quite motivate myself out of bed. It wasn’t my fault. I’d had a hard night. I managed to tumble out of bed in the end. Then I went around the … Continue reading →

I’ll confess it. I had a lot of pizza tonight. I ordered Dominos online. However, I sort of earned it, though. I came home and started work on the painting. I had fresh plaster on my living room walls and … Continue reading →

There’s something odd about arriving at a venue to find a huge poster of yourself up. A big picture of my smiling face adorned a pub in Tewksbury as I arrived for my gig tonight. There were slightly more modest-sized … Continue reading →