So, wrote 5 songs, an arse full of reviews and made some denver broncos t-shirts with tim tebow on em... woo?
also wrote a letter to jade, took the dog up the common (epic walk) which I must take photos of because the view was tip top and I can't wait till the azure skies of deepest summer so I can get some delightful photographies, and I'm finally getting closer to this band idea.

Properly aching now though cause me and fellow droog Wells went to shoot a few hoops yesterday at our local shithole parks basketball court, only to find it rather busy with about 8 nepalese kids. Tom showed up in his silky white basketball shorts and sneakers.. he couldn't be more white that day.. anyway we take a few shots then get asked for a game 5v5 full court.. at first me and Wells thought how the fuck are we supposed to know who's on our team without shirts and skins or some kind of universal language.. so we were reduced to 'oi you' and 'red sweater kid'..

Now Wells is easily 6' and I'm a lowly 5'7 at best, so he's just about got the height for so-so dunks and takes it fairly seriously (frowning on my backboard points). But that day, he was the freak being the tall lanky fucker and unfortunately didn't get a single point.. seems the nepalese don't care much for passing to us white bois...  plenty of points for me though hooray! As I sank a 3 point swish my team took the lead and eventually won thanks to a lot of Wells long passes.
Still was nice to have a decent-ish game with them instead of everyone ignoring each other until one leaves.. and considering aldershot, THAT would have been a pleasant enough way to resolve things.

Peace my droogs