I thought it was a great idea to begin with. "I shall scan my favourite 13 records" I thought. Fantastic! I switched on my scanner (an A3 one, naturally, because I tried using an ordinary sized one and the albums sleeves were too big) and ( Read more... )

Bought some rather tasty carrot and coriander paté the other day. Highly recommended ( Read more... )

Was rather pleased by the arrival of a box of cupcakes from Mr Wossy. We both tucked into them, glad that if we have cake in our cakeholes, we won't be able to say anything we might later live (or not) to regret.

Is there anybody there?

Hack, splutter....

There I was, supervising the clearing of my moat, when a terrible tickle beset my throat. Poor ol' me. I'm all unwell and nobody loves me. :(

PS: Would you like me to write some new B-sides, rather than use live versions of songs that you have already got about 1,000 different versions of? You would?

Where have I been?

I have been busily squiring a child, of course! It dribbled on me. :-/

It would appear to be over a year since I last waffled within the pages of my diary. Which is a shame as I started my livejournal four years ago!

I watched Who Put The 'M' in Manchester? last night and it made me feel vaguely... nostalgic, I suppose. My ( Read more... )

I'm just scribbling down some ideas for lyrics in my notepad (best quality, purchased from WHSmiths in the airport). What rhymes with 'orange'?

One must avoid big-headedness at all costs, but unfortunately (or perhaps not) it would appear that the media don't understand how I write songs. The fact is, I don't. Well... I do. I write the lyrics. But ( Read more... )

I'm still not at number 1, am I? I never shall. Rather like that old poof in Withnail & I, I shall never play the Dane. I don't have any memories of reading poems with buttery fingers while sculling the Thames at Oxford, though. My recollection of Andy Rourke voiding his stomach all over the forecourt of a petrol station next to a Happy Eater just ( Read more... )

I think it's time I went back to using my fax machine.

I'm rather tired, to be honest. All this touring! Not that it hasn't been fun, of course ( Read more... )

What's a 'fluffer'?*

Jed has threatened to leave unless I pay him more. He says he'd rather work at SpecSavers. I peeked into his holdall the other day and was rather distressed that he'd filled it with glasses - the man has a spectacles fetish! It was like the magpie in that episode of Father Ted when it keeps stealing Father Jack's new specs. I ( Read more... )