Tuesday, 24 July 2007

The saga that is car

Leaving home my rear brakes seized. Lucky I was still on the drive as I'd be sitting on a cloud otherwise. Bought new rear brakes. Mick helped fit same, with lots of bickering. Then he insulted my neighbour - or rather he didn't, but you have to know his sense of humour.

Car to garage - now a daily trip - lots of shaking of heads, result of which is that car is booked for another full MOT test on Thursday: which it will fail as the brakes are not legal *cheesy grin* Around and around we go. Horses are cheaper, and you can stroke them.

How fed up am I?

How fed up do I sound. FUCK!

On the bright side, we have a gig on Thursday, which should keep our half dozen fans happy.

Tuesday, 17 July 2007


The first row you have in any relationship is shocking. Lucky it is that the older I get the more tolerant I become. In years gone by I've literally not spoken with 'arguees' ;) for months. Nowadays I'm copacetically chilled most of the time, and don't really give a fuck ... even if they are out of order.

Just saying. ;)

Friday, 13 July 2007

stop press *** Car fails again

My car - I love her, but all cars are a pain in the arse when they don't perform - has failed the MOT emission test yet again. Also, one headlight is no good :(


I was advised that I had to 'take the car for a burn up and then arrive at the testing station'. I did, and alas, no good. Now I need to get a 'lambda unit' along with a 22mm spanner. The Lambda unit attaches to the exhaust pipe and then the engine, and does something useful, no doubt.

So. Re-test on monday. Whoopsy doo.

Friday, 6 July 2007

Harry Potter and the media driven madness

Sadness. :(

It's nearly time for the end. The final instalment of the Harry Potter franchise (franchise? huh? wtf?) is in the shops on the 21st - many staying open late to sate the neediness of fans. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is the seventh book which is obliged to tie a whole bunch of loose ends together ... or else.

Daniel Radcliffe has signed to play Harry in the last two films for a supposed £25 million, and JK Rowling is apparently the richest woman on the planet, and worth more than the Queen.

Can you say insanity?

Sunday, 1 July 2007

Off one's face

Part of the reason I originally moved down to the coast was to avoid membership dues to the 'getting off one's face' trap. So it was with trepidation (yeah right) that I got the call and rushed for the train (Whoopee!!!).

Mental salivation is just as good as physical in my opinion, though on the way up I much doubt anybody watching me would have known, and on the way back I could have cared less.

One thing I have missed is the eye candy (paragraph two equally valid here, too). Not that I knew it until I realised it was lashing down with rain. Normally, when I'm in central London, I walk. But the rain made it impossible - so I got the tube. People watching is the only pastime for brief tube travel, and lawks-a-lawdy there were some fine specimens of mankind to watch. ;)

I knew there was something I was missing!

Finally I make it from the parochial coast to the urbane dealers pad ... and much fun was had by all.