Ah at last. After a week of looking for the Hobbits song I have been trying to get hold of I had a blinding flash of inspiration. Friday night Camp David told me the name of the band. I instantly put it on my phone so i wouldn’t forget it… had a couple more drinks….. and forgot it. DOH.! Come Sunday I spent ages seraching for the name of the song but came up with a blank. And then in the pub last night I remembered I had put it on my phone and BANG within 10 minutes of entering my house I had got hold of a copy and will order the album very soon. Its a band called Mindless Self Indulgence. They are goooooood (hmmm say that in the style of someone imagining my marinaded lamb). (edit – track name is Faggot just in case you are interested, cheers Hwang.!)

Our night out last night was curtailed when we discovered that Hobbits had closed at 11pm. Bugger. Ooooooh thats a point, I walked home and followed some slightly foolish lady all the way back from town. If you are reading this love, I may have been dressed all in black but I had left my big scythe at home and posed no real threat to you.

Get a taxi next time.!

Well I am going to take a wild guess that although the day started beautifully, it was pretty obvious it would not last and sure enough it is raining, and you lot are now inside gazing miserably across the roof tops and sighing slightly. So you might as well read this instead (ha HA… a captive audience… saves so much on chains and handcuffs (Claire, calm down I wasn’t suggesting just explaining)).

I have started the day with a slightly late breakfast (unusual in itself that no cocoa products were contained in the said meal, nor did it contain anything made by Walkers.!!) and then in the blazing sun went to Cadbury Garden Centre and bought some celery plants for our rabbit, Nibbler. On the return journey we passed by the M5 and it was pointed out to me that the huge “light tower” ie this… http://www.peterfreeman.co.uk/m5.htm is a big pile of rubbish and actually only stands for one thing in Weston that is appropriate… Ladies and Gentlefolk, I give you, the Weston Hypodermic Monument.

Well, what else is more fitting for an area with so many rehab centres and druggy scum infesting every nook and cranny. Just add a point on top and its perfect. Maybe Bridgwater could have a monument too. Something like a large statue of a father procreating with a member of his own siblings.

On another note, Kurks and Turds, sorry Turks and Kurds fighting in Bristol.???? What the hell.??? Ok boys time to stick em in the back of a Hercules and drop em over Baghdad… no parachute of course.!!

As Terror 2000 sang… Burn Bitch Burn

*** Late News ***

Just noticed that Rooney has been dropped from being a training assist to some kids because of his conduct on and off the pitch…. nothing else needs to be said there I think.!!