A Quick Catch Up.

I haven't had a chance to blog this week and I've missed it, to be honest. But instead of writing all grumpily I've just been ou...

Scared And Not Heard.

Thank the Lord for Insane Mums. They know how to keep order. Unruly children on trains can be really annoying but luckily I was in the Insan...

Tits and Teeth.

I can completely relate to Raoul Moat. We are both nervous about doing something that we shouldn't have. We are both waiting to be disco...

Keep Everything Off The Grass

Is there anything better than a picnic in the park on a sunny day? Yes, there is and I have made a short list of them. 1. Being shot dead in...

When The Blog Applies To Me.

I've been wearing a grey t-shirt a lot lately. If you've seen me in the last couple of weeks you may have noticed me wearing a grey ...

The Last Train To Evolution Has Gone.

Ah, the train. Where would my blood pressure be without it? After last night's gig in Reading I travelled back home by train. It was bad...

FUCK YOU, TOILET!

I did it. I bloody did it! It's taken me 13 days of daily strain, sweat, tears and incredible amounts of abuse from an inanimate object ...