Month: September 2004

This is a pic of a nice man called Will I know who said I should have more pictures on this. Now there are more pictures. It was a little dark this evening…

You know the bit in that film Jack And Sarah when Richard “E sold his soul to Argos” Grant tries to make the baby Sarah stop crying by dancing with her to Stars by Simply Red? That always makes my eyes fill up with tears and I still don’t know whether it’s just cos I really don’t like Simply Red or whether it’s the emotion of the moment. Given that I can cry at Eastenders it’s probably not my phobia of white cod soul that’s causing the problem.

Bizarrely the house is nearly finished, which is good I guess because I have one more night in it before I run away to the land to the Buffalo. Never ever thought I’d manage it this time last week or even 2 days ago but, damn me if cutting sleep out of my life totally didn’t do the trick? I will now proceed to sleep my way around the US for 3 months which if it wasn’t quite literally true would be quite saucy.

I think it’s the fact that I seem to have grown a beard that tipped the balance on the DIY front. If you look a bit more tough DIY falls at your feet in admiration.

On I go putting up 3 curtain poles and a lock on me loft hatch make a bed out of bits and 2 wardrobes and then it’s just having a good old clean up (me and the house) and my work here is done. Normally I wouldn’t mind but if my plane crashes now after all this work I will be so pissed off.

See ya in the pub