Well Hello There!...And how the devil are you?

No I'm not dead...yet.

Yes, I haven't blogged in ages.

You see I thought my old 'tower' was knackered and went and bought another. Unfirtunately I had saved my passwords to the old 'tower' - not to mention various e-mail addresses - so after plugging in my new 'tower' I couldn't remember half of them. Blogger, Facebook.

Eventually I plugged the old - and perfectly fine 'tower' - back in so now I can blog (and I've made a note of the e-mail i use to get on Blogger. Where the hell did I get THAT e-mail address from?....;-)

Anyroad. Lots to catch up on but, for now, it's good to be back - and indeed alive! One of my readers was convinced I'd shuffled off. Not yet Eugene! Not yet!!!

Lots to talk about, not least my smashing new t-shirt courtesy of my pal Stu.

Right. Off to sort Sunday's show.

The Drunk Punk Bowwowwow Special on SFR

Tune in if you get chance....6pm this Sunday...er...tomorrow....

If you read this Monday onwards then tune in the following Sunday for A BOMBSKARE SPECIAL - a 10 piece Scottish Ska Band and they're HOT!!!

Talk soon

Be careful out there!!!

4D x

MAKEM LAND

Now THAT was a bloody loooooong way to drive....just there, let alone back as well!!!

Getting there was a loooong way...getting back was virtually infinity!!!!

'I close my eye's and count to ten'.....Tracey Ullman...oh dear Dinners...wakey wakey!!!!

I attended the wedding of 'Shoe' and 'Vespa' aka Shoe Shine (Neil...not THIS Neil I hasten to add) and Sue.

I learnt a valuable lesson.

Never attend a wedding/disco in a part of England that has always been 'alien' to you because you won't have a bloody clue what anyone is saying.

'Yer canny mon'

Lesson Two. Attend regardless of Lesson 1 as you'll have a ball!!!

'Yer canny mon' apparently means, in some semblence of English, 'We like you'.

An extraordinary weekend seeing two people marry because they love each other.

A cracking reception tied into a 'scooter rally'. The company of my adopted baby brother Barnsley Sime being a lovely bonus.

The booze flowed, Dinners got insanely drunk for two nights and....woke up in a tent in the field of a rugby club called Bishop Auckland having no idea why he was in a tent or why he was in the field of a rugby club.

Now if that doesn't make a good time I don't know what does.

Fuck me sideways. How I have made 53 is a mystery to not only me, but, quite conceivably, medical science.

I love the MAKEMS and, perhaps, slightly worryingly, the MAKEMS seem to love me.

I'm MINT I am.....I'm CANNY I am...The MAKEMS said so....so there!!!!!

MAKEMS are, frankly, beautiful people.

I know. I was looked after by them.

Shoe Shine? Vespa? Trev? Gavin? Tush et al.

You are THE BUSINESS.

Later's and let's be careful out there eh?

Driving Me Round The Bend

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If you go to the above link you'll find me popping up in a pic or three. A fancy dress do at The 5 Bells in Harmondsworth. I feel slightly guilty to have picked up a prize as my 'fancy dress' came directly from my wardrobe - ie - SKA BOY. Everyone else had 'hired' their outfits. Caz didn't attend as she was knackered after running a Church Fate....er....Fate?...is that how you spell it?

Anyroad, I was suitably dressed, suitably pissed and suitably won a prize. Apparently I fell over at some point - possibly whilst gyrating around to Bad Manners' "Lip Up Fatty" I'm told. As I have no idea it was clearly a very good night. Christine, a 50 year old grandmother of 9 - yes 9! - is a top drawer singer of any genre but her Cher impression in the second half of her act is, frankly, awesome! Cher paid mega bucks for her body...Christine didn't need too!!! (er...soz Caz....er...now don't misunderstand me....put that rolling pin down dear!)

Not entirely surprisingly, I started my driving instructing a wee bit late after the previous evenings excesses.

All I can report is that one student insisted on the entire lesson being conducted whilst I wore my pork pie hat - see pics on above link - another spent the entire lesson gleefully attempting to run over anyone elderley who unwisely strayed within range with a cry of "They've lived long enough!", another decided to go across a roundabout rather than around it as "It's more direct" and the last student of the day attempted to drive down a railway line.

Apart from that the day passed without incident.


I will sort out my linky thingys over the next few days/weeks and begin visiting you all again in the not too distant future....er....probably....more than likely....;-)

Laters peeps and let's be careful out there....