May

Jetlag, pizza, hydration, sleep, toilet, sleep, toilet, sleep, bank holiday, golf - Ladybank - 69 - WIN!- WTF?, break-up (sad), work (pish), pub (good), grasscutting, golf (pish), golf (unspeakably pisher)…

band practice (rusty), work, tv, sleep, boys July golf booked, work, tv, ironing, sleep, golf (pish… a new low), new Justin Currie album (tremendous), first date (fantastic), golf - 72 - WIN! - WTF?, X-Files dvd *sigh*, golf...

band practice (new snare drum, f*ck me that's loud), 'work' from home, catch-up lunch, golf, work late (f*ck!), work late (F****CK!), new John Mayer album (exactly like the last John Mayer album... in a good way), Crowded House gig (surprisingly rockin'), Signals gig (unsurprisingly ROCKIN'), house clean hoover thingy, scorching weather, candles (‘beach walk’) second date @ Justin Currie gig (phenomenal), Häagen-Dazs Strawberry Cheesecake (oh yeah!), golf, bath (ginseng & black pepper)…

5am – ‘Lost’ finale – WTF?, band practice (almost there), golf, 'work' from home, hailstones - WTF?, golf, 'work' from home, grow beard (grey) golf, shave beard, third date (does the adjective exist that means "better than 'phenomenal'"?), Signals gig (you just can't play loud enough and fast enough for cokeheads), bank holiday, golf – Archerfield – swanky – DON’T win – WTF?, band practice (yeah baby!), bath (jasmine and chamomile… and a Nokia phone, F******CK!!!)…

That was May,

Blown away,

What else do I have to say,

We didn’t start the fire…