11th March Senses
Back into work today and value is shite but a cheeky £90 addline rescues things a tad. Feeling knackered. Day started well with an arsehole parked in front of the gate so I couldn’t get the bike out.
- Russell St. Bombings – Russel St. Bombings
- The Stroppies – The Stroppies
- The Stroppies – ENTROPY and OTHER FIRST HAND FAVOURITES
- The Stroppies – It’s A Hit!
- The Maharajas – You Can’t Beat Youth
- The Maharajas – Yesterday Always Knew
- The Maharajas – In Pure Spite
- The Maharajas – A Third Opinion
- The Maharajas – h-minor
- The Maharajas – Unrelated Statements
- The Higher State – Your Casting Doubt b/w X-Ray Day
- The Higher State – (Consider It) A Debt Repaid b/w In A World That Just Don’t Care
- The Higher State – In The Morning I Will Roam b/w Winter Is Blue
- The Higher State – Ten Clear Petals b/w Dark Night Of The Soul
- The Higher State – You Might Find Out b/w Come Winter Rain
- The Higher State – Codeine b/w Clouds Of Doubt
Sunday morning and a lazy start to the day. Coffee at the coffee shop and then a wee shop followed by a visit to the Tom and Gerry for a beer. Back home and it’s out into the jungle at the front to clear dead bits and ivy.
Sunday and I’m in… at least there is Pizza. Phone the boy and Mum as usual, watch the Throw Down and Call the Midwife. More importantly home to meal cooked by C including dumplings. Love ’em!
Curry night, a Punjabi Tomato Curry with Chicken, rice and Naan. Slow cook and caramalise some onions. Also bake some fruit scones. Wee shop with C earlier and swift pint. Pump up the bike tyres in anticipation of tomorrow’s cycle to work.
Generally feeling like shit today. Don’t know what the fuck is up with me but bottom line is that I’m shattered. Struggle to focus and things aren’t great.
Last day off for a wee while and it’s a busy one. Laundrette day, change pedals day, bake 
Sunday lazy start to the day. Wash up and make breakfast. Nip to the shop and grab a swift pint. Weather is foul. Catch up with the boy in the afternoon, he’s sounding less tin helmety.
Saturday, little light shopping, drink with C at the Tom & Gerry which seems populated by geriatric one armed bandit raiders with loud voices.
Friday, day off, get to spend it with half term bound C. A bit of a mooch round the shops. Lunch in the Gobin. Relief to have a bit of a lie in, lates are really taking it out of me.
Last late of the week and it comes as something of a relief. In early and brew at Kawa’s.
