Half way through the week. Well almost. The sun is out, the grey clouds are gathering ominously and I am hungry despite the “mini cheddars scoffed in bed” routine.

I would like to thank Mr Chris Moyles for doing two odd things this morning, firstly, I woke up at the same time Angel had said she would have to be up this morning and as I turned on the radio he is playing Fall Out Boy. Weird. Secondly, he then added in the “fart solo” from “Uncle Fucker”, part of the South Park Movie soundtrack. Had to stop short of the swearing but even so, nice to hear at 8.30 in the morning.

Ranty time now…

I notice a certain Miss Spears is at it again, allegedly driving with her 5 month old baby on her lap (ostensibly to avoid papparazzi) but ffs woman, think of the safety of your child rather than worrying about being snapped with no make up on. You are the fakest person that side of the Atlantic (Bride of Wilderstein not counted, obviously) but try to protect your child rather than turn them into the next Princess Diana (a woman who was all over Dodi before she died, then all over the windscreen, dashboard, fascia etc).

Moving on, I see “someone” has been locked up for seven years for inciting racial violence. He intends to appeal, of course, it wouldn’t be right that someone who has preached in public about the desire to kill and maim the people of the country he has chosen to live in should be removed the ability to appeal against a conviction where EVERYONE knows he is guilty as fuck. Ten quid on Tony Blair’s whore of a wife picking up the contract and getting him off on a technical error.

Back to reality. Had lots of fun monday night working with Angel sorting out all the fags behind the counter in the shop… SEE SMOKY.!!, then last night we went to Hobbits as usual (only five of us in there for most of the night, Giles, Hwang, myself, Sarah and Angel).

Now I need to go off and satisfy myself… sorry my hunger. Enjoy your days, Oh and there was no photo of Hwang or Giles last night due to one of them looking gay as hell and the other having his finger stuck in his eye. I will let you work out which one is which .

Bon voyage. Apres Vous.

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