Still rather throaty and snotty so I'd best not make too much of a move
outside the house.
It's bloody awful outside too, I'm so glad I went to Herne Bay yesterday
when it was really nice there.
Late last night before going to bed I ordered tickets for Richard Herring's
Hitler Moustache tour which will be visiting the Leicester Square theatre, the
week after the Sunburst Band at the Jazz Cafe.
I may see if this time round I can crash over at someone else's, possibly
Barry's house in Clapham for the Leicester Square gig, although I'd prefer
to be nearer the North London area for Joey Negro's performance.
Well, he's not actually performing himself of course.
Lots more rummaging to be doing, and maybe yet another visit to
Tesco Metro as believe it or not, I'm still lacking on the soft fruity fizzy stuff.
I reckon that's the main source of hyperactive behaviour as it results
me being a physical form of a Paolo Nutini song as
"nothing's gonna bring me down" or so it seems.
Or possibly because I really am made of plasticine.
But no, not even the news of Heather Mills taking part in
the new series of Dancing On Ice can put a stop to
good things happening, as I keep saying, you just have to search
that extra further.
A Spotify search on a singer or performer you really like for instance,
you can sometimes find rare gems that you didn't know they'd even done
if you're lucky.
It's too easy to get distracted mind so it's best if I just publish this blog post.
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