Secret Treaties

I have followed BOC since 1976 after I bought a second hand copy of “On Your Feet or On Your Knees” from a friend of my brothers, he had been trying to off load it on my brother , however he wasn’t that bothered, but I fell in love with them from the first time I heard it kick in, they are still one of my top three bands of all time, now let’s move on 40 plus years and see what the blog brings.

I had missed their last visit as the wife had been a sickly bairn (how dare she) and I wasn’t prepared to push it, I could have gone by myself but I felt slightly unfaithful especially as she was poorly, I thought I might catch them the next time around (hey they ain’t getting any younger) imagine my surprise when it was announced late last year that they were coming back around again, I instantly wanted to go however financial constraints at the time were stifling the ability to go and get tickets and the longer I left it the less likely I was going to get them, I was starting to through a multitude of excuses from washing my hair through to shaving my feet (I’m sure that you get the picture).

Time dragged on and various people started to poke me with a big stick for me to get my finger out and actually buy some tickets! I kept my head down and kept using work as an excuse, but I started to waiver, I had an exceptionally busy day last Wednesday were things just seemed to fall into place it was a good day, I felt invincible, that wasn’t going to last long!

Thursday morning, I decided to get me and the wife some tickets I still couldn’t afford it but dammit we needed a musical night out and honestly, they ain’t going to be around forever, I have the distinct impression they certainly “don’t fear the reaper” see what I did there oh how we all laughed (not!) I had a window of opportunity so I hopped on the plague carrier into the big city and I got there before the box office opened that’s where it all started to go gloriously wrong.

Firstly a gaggle of charvas pushed in, no worry, do not go on a killing spree just yet, be the better person, breathe easy, you only want two tickets and they definitely are not going to see Buck and the gang, they took ages getting whatever it was they wanted each one of them buying a single ticket each instead of clashing their money and simply buying six of the crap that they wanted, now I had a gaggle of students behind me and my window of opportunity was closing, Charvas get the fuck out of the way I stepped up and purchased my two tickets handed my cash, yes you read that right cash, only to be told that there was £7 booking fee, erm WTF!!!!!!

Now I was  angry and I enquired “pardon” the lady behind the glass that I want to punch repeatedly, that’s the glass not the lady by the way, repeated that there was an additional charge “But I have paid cash” I knew  I wasn’t going to win, I didn’t have the time to argue and I wanted the bloody tickets, I paid up and instantly did not want to go the gig anymore, I had to run to catch my plague carrier to return to work, and people kept the hell out of my way as apparently I had a face like a bulldog licking piss off a nettle! To say the least the wife wasn’t happy either when I relayed the tale, however I didn’t have a receipt so I couldn’t prove it anyway (robbing bastards) and it had already soured my experience, I didn’t want the wife kicking off and being carried out of the venue.

I hate the venue, as a hall its ok but they have their own PA so bands use it to save them money however, about 95% of the bands that I have seen there have had some of the worst sound ever, anyway I had a good deed to do for someone who was also attending and I had even more technology issues (me with my reputation) my week was turning decidedly crap in the end instead of copying the discs I decided to put them on a memory stick, well four turned into two hundred and eleven              ( allegedly) task complete I then tried to cheer myself up with music and plenty of it, the day of the gig came and we got there just before BOC  came on stage, you try and find a parking spot close to the venue when you are trying to get there before the band come on,  we didn’t cause a scene when we got there, although I wasn’t a happy camper (it really did sour the experience) we met with a certain lighting technician who was happy to receive the music and we engaged in music related conversation that did cheer me up, the band well I won’t go into great detail I enjoyed the gig it wasn’t the best concert I have seen them play, but it also wasn’t anywhere near the worst either, a good gig marred by a muddy sound (no surprise there for the venue ) although the sound in the venue was like listening to a bloody radio, BOC should be LOUD!

The set was as I expected and I enjoyed it, honest I did,  the band were tight apart from one tiny mistake, which had the band chuckling and one or two in the audience, even the wife enjoyed the gig (that’s a win win then) we filtered out slowly and bumped into one or two people that we hadn’t seen in an age, mutual conversation over we headed back to the car which was parked what seemed like miles away, it wasn’t but I like to whinge, while we waited for one of our party to retrieve their car to come and pick up the other member of the party who really couldn’t walk to the car park we chatted some more and then a drunk appeared in our midst and I really thought I was going to have to fight to defend our honour or at least shove him away from us as he was really was invading our space, think of Germany and Poland in 1939 and you will get the picture, thankfully the chariot arrived and we said our goodbyes.

We headed back to the car and were home before the car turned into a pumpkin, after standing for over two hours my own knees were in some serious need of painkillers and I also had a need for some sleep, I awoke this morning to G sending me a preview of one of his pictures (it was gorgeous I cant wait for the rest of them) today was a day of rest however I pissed in my pool and was a pain in the arse, thankfully only to  myself as the youngest simply ignored me for clarity and the wife was  at work, thankfully I gave my head a shake before she came home and did it for me, after a wonderful Sunday dinner (me modest hell no) its back to more music and to try and get the bloody blog back on track, what I had in mind this morning was wittier and more concise, this one is kind of m’eh, however the gig was a success (apart from the sound) I hated the venue beforehand I genuinely hate it now, it was my issue I shouldn’t have tried to do the trip and back in an hour and I have to admit I simply didn’t want to show myself up, if I had had more time I would have queried the price there and then, once I walked away I had lost and they had won, I won’t go for tickets again I will unleash the wife, now she will pull them through the security window.

As the day draws to a close I sit listening to lots and lots of music (hell I might even listen to The Enid next) I wait with baited breath for the full compliment of G’s shots, I have to climb the wooden hill soon as I have an early (and very long day) shift tomorrow and then ten straight days including four days with me actually in charge of the asylum ( I hope my mood improves LOL) that’s the blog done, I hope you enjoy it as I struggled to put the positive spin on it, and I have to stress today was great it was simply me being a dumb ass, so until the next time watch the skies for incoming and keep spreading the disease until the next time…………….Toodles!

For The Love Of Strange Medicine

Oh no I must have been in a bad place when I started writing my notes for this blog as I used a blue pen, does this mean that the world is going to end (stick with me on this one) I must have been in a such a serious mood, however I’m not as blue as I was, but let’s see what bile I have spewed!

As I sit here scribbling/typing in my notes I ponder that in a far off and distant time some noble quasi-religious (no not a Jedi) person will find and study my words of bile and end up using them as some form of new religious teachings (think of the potential) each blog studied meticulously in great detail, all of the hidden (hahahahahaha) meanings deciphered and explained to the great unwashed!

Picked apart and dissected an argued over by religious fanatics, these individuals that have become chaste and smelly because of their devotions to the writings of the great one (honestly my tongue is firmly in my cheek here I’m not trying to recruit people of money or well-known actors) simply because they have dedicated every waking moment to these writings, all else pales into comparison, they have devoted their whole being to me (and why wouldn’t they).

All of them claiming to have a much better understanding than the person sat next to them, trying to gain some semblance of a better balance within their own miserable lives, convincing themselves that the scribblings of a semi manic-depressive person (hang on a second is this idiot writing about me……….hang on I am that idiot) can make them and their loved ones lives so much better (yeah right) and we know that this true simply because of generations of slightly manic depressive people have followed the complex laws that I have stated in my many blogs, these have simply got to be true as me the messiah have expressed these sentiments over and over again.

People spending entire lifetimes misquoting and misunderstanding the words that have spewed forth from my laptop! Millions of authors writing book upon book theorizing on the stuff/crap (delete as you deem appropriate) that I spew when my brain is in a (relativity) happy frame of mind. When I feel important enough to tell the world and you the discerning reader, stuff that is simply written/typed in a quickfire staccato before it fades from my memory like a falling snowflake does!

Even this blog is taking the piss out of me, this highly thought of writer(erm OK), maybe I’m not the messiah after all, (and no I’m not a very naughty boy, well not today anyway) this blog was inspired by my youngest who simply inquired if I was going to blog today (oh my god if she’s reading these I really am screwed when she comes to pick my nursing home) I didn’t have any intention of writing anything but I do love a challenge, I had been in a bit of a funk (me with my reputation surely not) for no reason other than I hated the world and all that was in it, little things were setting me off, nothing major no people, I kept poking people with big sticks and hoping for some kind of reaction, thankfully they chose (I hope they did) to ignore me and my miserable self, some people helped massage my brain (not my ego) so full of doubt about what life was all about, hell when did I get so bloody serious, the wife was her usual effervescent self and that has helped me get back on track.

At this moment in time I am debating on whether to buy Blue Oyster Cult tickets for next week, watch me buy them and then get offered to be on the guest list, it will be more than likely the last chance to see one of my fave all time bands, hopefully it might pick me up, I’m not sure watch this space, I’m sure that there will be either a blog about the trip or one about all the times I have been to see them!

The blog although quiet has ticked along quite nicely (yes I have kept an eye on numbers) as my self-imposed exile from all social media has helped bring me back from the brink, at least one or two people are rereading the old ones or have simply discovered the blog for the first time and are plodding through them, I promise normal service has resumed and there will be more along the way, so keep spreading the disease, and watch the skies for incoming, until the next time ……..Toodles!

Does Everybody Stare

Things I have learnt this week

Do not trust anybody!

Things I have learnt this week

Do something different it’s liberating!

Things I have learnt this week

Play music lots of it, it’s the best medication!

Things I have learnt this week

Be yourself………fuck the world!

Things I have learnt this week

Nice guys always finish last!

Things I have learnt this week

Try to be good you will feel the benefit and that’s all who matters!

Things I have learnt this week

Do not trust anybody!

Things I have learnt this week

Stay healthy!

Things I have learnt this week

I still miss the people I went to school with……...WTF!

Things I have learnt this week

Always help people no matter who they are (I knew this one already I just wanted it out there)!

Things I have learnt this week

People will abuse your kindness, that’s their problem not yours!

Things I learnt this week

Life is way too short!

What I learnt this week

I need a new laptop

What I have learnt this week

Sometimes I’m a bitter person for no reason!

What I have learnt this week

There are lots of really nice people out there!

What I have learnt this week

Step up nobody else will!

What I have learnt this week

Honest play shit loads of music it’s the meaning of life!

What I have learnt this week

Be honest the world hates liars!

What I have learnt this week

I can’t eat tons of food anymore!

What I have learnt this week

Do not trust anybody!

What I have learnt this week

I painted myself into the corner nobody else!

What I have learnt this week

Nobody really cares they have enough of their own issues!

What I have learnt this week

I still love the music of my youth!

What I have learnt this week

This blog had three different working titles,  I have played some damn fine music this week!

What I have learnt this week

The name game is back with a bang!

What I have learnt this week

I’m like a library book and my due date is closer than what I thought!

Until the next time Toodles!

Made to be Broken

So, for once not a song title but taken from an advert for ice cream, yes you guessed it no name game for this particular blog, I have toyed with the idea for most of the day wanting to write something just left of centre, I have no idea if I have done what I wanted to, let’s see what you lot think.

My health has been all over the place over the last week from the very depths of hell to the heights of success, but as always, I seem to be getting ahead of myself, bear with me! I came down with a case of galloping gut rot last week, I simply wished I could roll over and die, I kid you not, it came from out of nowhere and took my legs from under me, I projectile vomited into the bin under my desk, not a pretty sight at all, and I can only apologise to those who got the whole gory picture (sight and sound so to speak) once expelled I thought that I had won the day, I was to be proved wrong, so very wrong, it lulled me into a false sense of security, let’s just say I lost all of the following rounds and ended up a corpse on the settee, thankfully I felt better after that, only just.

I managed to get to work the next day (what take a sickie…… I think not!) feeling slightly refreshed, Saturday I lay around like the proverbial loppy dog, Sunday we were up with the larks and decided to sneak across the border and go and see some of the south shield massive, we had some food which was lovely! The day went slightly off centre as we got distracted and headed for home later than intended and after only making one actual stop we all felt guilty on the way home, best laid plans and all of that, actually I felt a little well, strange to say the least, as it was much later than we had planned, we decided to get something quick and easy for our late meal, this did not sit well with me, I was laid up like a pregnant blue whale, large and in pain, thankfully no repeat of Thursday, but when I awoke up the next morning my stomach was still off and the journey to work was fraught with potential for danger with a capital D!

At some point I realised that I had to try and drop the kids off at the pool (think about, think about it……yeah there you go) thankfully there was much relief , my day progressed in a better frame of mind, however my day was still impacted (quite literally) and I headed off to bed as soon as I possibly could, is this to be my life under the current health and fitness regime?, the next day I was up like a rubber ball being thrown for a puppy, damn I was bright eyed and bushy tailed, people were not exactly happy to see bouncy bushy tailed me, go figure! Tuesday was a much better prospect and although I had to deal with work and all that, that entails it was a good day, Wednesday I was at the quacks for my monthly session at my diabetics clinic I was over the moon to have lost yet another six pounds of fat and a further conversation regarding my ongoing health, it turns out because I have lost all of this weight my body simply cannot convert large doses of food, so the upshot is eat less you greedy………I’m sure that you all get the picture!

So why the title for the blog , well it would appear we are fragile and as humans we straddle a fine line of good health and ill health, I prefer the former, and although I hadn’t really over done it with food (all good no junk) my body simply went on strike, so I need to make sure I keep doing all the good things and simply not over do any more of it, it’s not a good feeling I can assure of it, I prefer the health bouncy bushy tailed me then the wounded soldier crawling over broken glass version that I become once I over indulge, more planning required I think, but I do promise to be a good boy!

And that as they say is that, nothing too profound simply stating I need to be ever vigilant in a mass of mediocre food and I have to avoid the black dog of despair which has a tendency to drag me to the fridge simply because it can. The end of the month and the end of another small missive, keep the comments coming we seem to hit a rich seam and the numbers are bloody fantastic, lets keep this groove  going, keep spreading the disease and watch the skies for the next blog, hopefully incoming will be sooner rather than alter, so until then……..Toodles!

Self Portrait

So here we go rant alert, please don’t say that I didn’t warn you, I have been such a good boy so far this year!

I am so glad that I was born when I was born, we were that little bit more well-mannered and we weren’t self-obsessed (damn I’m sounding old) technology didn’t rule our lives and best of all most people were not fat, I can say that because …...yes you guessed I am a fat person.

Since when did the entire population become so damn self-obsessed, it’s all me, me, me!

People on buses applying 32 layers of makeup, people on buses using hair straighteners, I kid you not, plague carrier travel is turning into a ghastly nightmare with both boys and girls preening and taking selfies left right and centre! Ok so peeps wish to look nice, I get that I like to see nice people but for gods sake do it at home and be like normal people and that’s normal without the silent AB in front of it!

Selfies I simply do not get, I know I am camera shy at the best of times, I think I have the face for radio, but what is the point, if I have my picture taken its usually at gunpoint, if I understood the point of it all I probably wouldn’t care as much, not that I care that much anyway, or do I? seeing as how it is the main rant within this rant I simply do not understand it. Oh, hang on yes, I do I’m simply……...old!

I’m not against anybody having a wonderful/happy time, I just long for simpler times, I’m sick of watching the walking dead with phones in hand whilst pushing children in prams and said children actually have their own devices and are gazing longingly at them, in my day you didn’t pick up a book and attempt too walk along the street reading it. Again I just think I was born a little late and if I’m honest I probably will only get worse, hey don’t say that I haven’t warned you!

Hoods up indoors and whilst in vehicles travelling either on public transport or while driving your car, when I was younger people who did that simply got battered around the head and shoulders, ah the good old days flat caps and common sense! why would you do it, what has brought this slightly ranting missive I have had to deal with a number of incidents in my daily job and the bulk of these have been caused by these dumb ass’s simply taking selfies, going to work one day I watched as a young lady fell off the bus as she took, yes you guessed right ……a bloody selfie! I really do hope it hurt as much as it looked like it did…………big ouch!

My wife does it, my kids do it, as a family we are not immune, I simply think that I was born in the wrong time, can I be grumpy hell yeah, mainly though because of my hatred of modern life, and most things technological, I know some of you are going to hurl severe amounts of abuse because I am blogging on a modern media medium, it’s about the only thing that I do like about it, everybody is entitled to an opinion, usually mine.

I’m now in touch with my inner being and am starting to calm down, it would come a lot faster with a cup of tea and a custard cream (oh the good old days) yum yum.  it’s nice to have a little rant from time to time, you may know this if you are a regular reader, I promise that normal service will/should  resume with the next blog (allegedly without prejudice) I simply had to get this small missive off my chest, so onwards and upwards, keep spreading the disease until the next time…………Toodles!   

Intruder

I know, what you think, I steal your thoughts, I know, how to leave my mark, I know how to disturb, I know what works for me and doesn’t work for you. Like a thief in the night

 Dark thoughts can be like the intruder within the title!

Many people at some point suffer from the “Black Dog” of life with issues that affect them mentally, be it by being Bi Polar or suffering from PTSD or any one of a number of maladies that can affect people / individuals in their everyday life, you are not alone, many people at various points in their life suffer from this issue, dark thoughts through the ages have been with us since the dawn of time (allegedly) but now that we all have become touchy feely thankfully people can express their feelings and have a better understanding and a much better quality of life than in the past, life is not perfect but it hopefully  is getting better, as the saying goes (HOPE) Hold On Pain Ends!

Most mental health issues go all the way back to childhood, you have absolutely no control what your future holds, something that happened in your past no matter how innocuous it could be, can raise its head like a Kraken and decimate you in later life with no say what so ever, now the intention of this little missive is not to degenerate anyone who is suffering ( I do myself, you might have realised after some of my blogs) there are more people with issues than you realise.

Now some issues are self-inflicted and some people are just so self-absorbed its unbelievable (oh no I broke a finger nail- I kid you not) there is also the rise of the “brat” / “the deserving generation” who are the most entitled in the world, believe me I deal with the public on a daily basis most of these people just need to give their heads a shake, they may have issues, however you would define them as mental, as opposed to having mental health issues, there is a huge difference!

Some/most people tend to use alcohol to mask their issues, god knows I did, thankfully I realised (with the help of some very good friends) the damage I was doing, to the point I wasn’t waving I was drowning, what a difference 20 odd years does last year I had 6 yes that’s right 6 pints of Guinness for the whole of last year and a couple of bottles of Bud at a friend’s bash, yes you read that right! total, how decadent have I become, I am trying (I know this because the wife and just about everybody who I work with keep telling me) to have an alcohol free year, simply to see if there is some correlation to my mental health and drink, I improved last year (well I thought I had) it’s not to say that I will never drink again, I do love a pint I love going to the pub, it’s a great pastime, and believe it or not I bloody miss it! but if you have issues alcohol is not the answer, why? Well because you think you can cope all on your own, in many cases you can’t, if you have issues ask for help, you will be surprised how much friends and family want to help!

Try to have clear thoughts and its easier said than done, I know this but if you can focus on the positive no matter how small it is, it’s so much stronger than the negative, that little chink of light has more strength than you realise, it’s that power that saves you in the long run, the sooner that you realise this the quicker that your pain will end (damn I’m starting to sound like some new age guru) I’m only saying what I have experienced, everybody is a work in progress you will have good days you will have bad, but that’s what’s life is all about and if you have the right tools in your hands then you can achieve whatever you need to, it’s not a magic wand but baby steps and one at a time as opposed to trying to run away from it, it depends on what you want in life, me personally I simply want to be happy, have good health, surround myself with my family and good friends and I know I have some good friends.

Set yourself positive goals, start small don’t reach for the stars, if you do you will fail, and the black dog will devour you, you lose it wins! We need to win, it’s what life is about, do not think that you will win every time , so savour every single win it is vital, the potential for dark days ahead is always within us, no matter who you are, no matter if you are rich and famous or simply Joe Public, there is always something that could take you down that rabbit hole with Alice!

This idea formulated as I published the last blog and it was fresh and bright in my mind, I notice that since it percolated and it has become stronger and darker so I have had to get it out of my mind, the intention is that this is meant to be a hopeful message, I’m hoping that somebody who has had or is having issues can take some kind of positivity (there’s that bloody word again……….hippy)  I know that I am not the perfect being ( I know you all think I’m pretty damn close) I am still a work in progress, but I would say that I’m about 80% better than I was this time last year and that’s simply by taking baby steps, I’m not a hugely competitive person, I normally couldn’t give a rats ass if I win or lose, but in this instance I will not be beat, I will do one step at a time, I now I will fall, I know I will slip and I certainly know I will stumble, however what I do know is that I do intend to win.

The opening and closing paragraphs of this blog are a kind of riff on the original lyric from the song that I’m using as a title for the blog, it is not the original lyric and to be honest I’m using a free form jazz version of the music…….in my mind! I’m playing the album to death at the moment and although it’s painted in dark overtones, it’s not a depressing album and it does empower me to strive to be a better person (maybe you should play the album more often then, I hear a lot of people in my sphere of influence mutter under their breath), and that’s me done, not what peeps were expecting I bet, but that thought struck and I had to get it out of my damn brain, otherwise it would have festered  and eaten away until I  wrote a bile infested blog!

I know, what you think, I steal your thoughts, I know, how to leave my mark, I know how to disturb, I know what works for me and doesn’t work for you. Like a thief in the night.

 Dark thoughts can be like the intruder within the title indeed!

Toodles.

Gates of Delirium

A new year starts and I am so full of positivity it’s unbelievable, ok so I’m full of crap but you lot knew that anyway. but I have to try and put a positive spin on it lol!

The new year started with everybody except me succumbing to either food poisoning or people turning into some kind of snot monkeys, myself I was unaffected, I simply bimbled on. I have been trying to be a good boy weight wise (a loss of 5 and a half stone in just over two years means I must be doing something right) and although I wasn’t a naughty boy over Christmas, I still felt guilty, I have no idea why as I have been positively bloody angelic, while everybody else had been  gorging and stuffing themselves silly and heading off into the realms of a gluttonous overload, I tried (being the operative word) to be sensible, all the things I have been trying to do finally has been successful and the weight is starting to come off, its keeping it off that’s the hard part, and trying to climb back on the healthy horse has been (or it seems to me to be ) bloody difficult.

Not that the weight loss has given me any additional mental clarity, I went to bed last night and just before I nodded off I had a massive dose of inspiration for this blog, or was I dreaming? because although I have wracked my brain this morning I simply remember that I allegedly had a fantastic idea…...D’oh! no surprise there then. I will thank you all for keeping any sarcastic comments to yourselves than you.

The new year also came with some very interesting questions from you lot, mostly regarding the coming year, and to be honest I have no cunning plan, I never have had I usually just waffle, you may have noticed, the only thing I have planned is that the 500^th blog should be my last one, as I have indicated that’s still a way off so don’t panic, the intention hopefully is too do more historical ones, again as indicated I’m hoping to avoid miserable musings simply to annoy those of you the discerning readers so that you don’t get what you want…….go figure! The main question and you lot do seem to take notes, is what do I intend to do with all of my notes and collections of unpublished works, I would like to think some of them will be used in some form or other, its simply getting all of the dots to join together, oh and to take as much of the bile and depressing ideas out of them! All I can do is try, watch this space.

Life isn’t a bed  of roses ………wait, maybe it is because  I feel as though I’m under tons of shit at any one time (see what I did there, see I can do humour……allegedly!) the blogs will be whatever inspires me for the coming week people, work, family and most of all friends,  as long as I keep notes when inspiration does actually strike. We have a number of cunning plans (allegedly) going forwards as to what we intend to do, I just need the wife to join in and accept some of those plans, I know I need to offer her as much support as I can, as her health has been decidedly crap in the  last 12 months, the food poisoning certainly didn’t help, it seems its one step forward and then two steps back for her, she is stronger than me though so I know that she won’t give up or will driven under the heel of certain toxic people!

As for me it’s onwards and……………sideways, isn’t it always the same, I need to concentrate on everything at the minute and my bile spewing consciousness has not been very conducive for a productive  life, so I know I need to dial it back just a tad, me with my reputation go figure. I’m hoping everybody got what they wanted over the holidays, I’m hoping that all like minded people continue to have a harmonious time in their lives (can you tell I have been listening to a load of…………..well I cant tell you other wise the name game would be obsolete)  so here’s the deal you keep reading and I will keep writing them, even great blog inspirations like Mick Wall and Dave Ling go missing in action from time to time, so here’s hoping that I can keep the pace up!

I do feel as though I’m on the edge of a spinning plate  of late (look at that I’m a poet) and although I do feel as  though I have more control in my life than I have had in over 30 years, its still not comfortable, I know though that I will ask for additional help if I feel I need it, how adult do I feel at this moment in time, not very if truth be told but I am trying, I know you all think that!

So that’s the first one of the year over and done with not as exciting as some people probably thought it would be, still longer than I thought it would be, but you have to start somewhere, again it will be governed by the ratings, if a blog is still generating good numbers the next one will not arrive until the last one has stalled, I don’t wish to dilute the pool so to speak, going forward year on year we (and I’m including you the discerning reader in this) have improved with viewings, I’m hoping to finally break the 40000 barrier for the year, I seem to be doing something right if you lot keep coming back to read the bloody thing, go figure! let’s see, so keep spreading the disease, passing the baton and all the rest of the rubbish I usually spew at the end of such blogs (not simply to raise the word count as some of you seem to think) watch the skies for incoming, the next one might be here sooner than you think.

Toodles!