May 9 – Book
Book, grab Ripley Bogle off the shelf, some old Russian glass and the Olympus. Feeling knackered.
Music
- Pink Floyd – A Tree Full Of Secrets: Pink Floyd Rarities
- Sacred Paws – Jump Into Life
- Allo Darlin’ – Tricky Questions
- Allo Darlin’ – My Love Will Bring You Home
- Theatre Royal – Singles 2010-18
- Theatre Royal – Portraits
- Theatre Royal – TV Blind
- Theatre Royal – Incidental Friend EP
- Theatre Royal – A Marvellous Death
- Theatre Royal – John Kennedy, Radio X Isolation Session 17.10.2020
- Theatre Royal – Locked Together On The Lines / All I Need
- Theatre Royal – B sides & Other Cuts
- Theatre Royal – All fall forward / Better say goodbye
- Theatre Royal – Beneath the floor EP
- The Organauts – Your Call Is Not Important
- The Organauts – Tiny Bike


Fresh coffee as soon as I arrive at work.
Handmade, the kidney friendly diet and a bit of a disaster. Lentil bolagnese will not remain on the menu!
Sky from Liverpool after yesterday’s trip to the ‘pool. Well today was fun, call to the hospital, C has been sent there with a ?clot. We eventually get out at about 5.45.
Trip to the ‘pool today. Start of with a Snack, sausage sarnie. Then on to The Walker Art Gallery. Bit of nice Paul Nash, bit of Johnny Vegas. Thoroughly enjoyed it. They’re advertising a Holly Johnson exhibition down at The Museum of Liverpool Life.
Journey back from Leeds today and prompt of From Where I Stand – well I stood there yesterday. Up late and don’t have time for planned scran and coffee. Just had to jump the train. Thank fuck coffee was available at Picadilly.
Weekend Vibes and it’s Part Time Punks weekend and it’s a trip to Leeds. Begins well when I miss the bus, cancelled train and it’s travel as normal. I’ve built in time redundancy so not stressed. Get to Leeds and it’s off for lunch in Kirkgate Market. Cracking veggie thali washed down with a Mango Lassi. Then off to find the Airbnd. Positives, it’s central, negatives, how do I get into the fucking place and the host is not the most communicative.
Something Soft well it was bound to be Elsie. GPs this morning where my blood refuses to flow.
Late and it’s last of the series so tea from my favourite mug is a must. We’re clearly in a puckish mood as a team and the banter is flying.