No 2

The other day I bought a new little plant for No 2's bowl (in case you've forgotten, No 2 is my killer goldfish)
I put it in the bowl, it was a bit tall but I thought nothing of it. A few hours later Paddy walked into the sitting room to find No 2 on the floor. I think he got up on the plant and jumped out. It was so sad, I cried like a mad fool. We wrapped him up in a little rag and I thought about burying him under my new little apple tree. After a few minutes I snuck a last forlorn look at my orange pal, AND HE WAS ALIVE!! He'd been out of the tank for ages and ages. What a little trooper. I put him back in, put the evil new plant in the composter, and all is well in fishland once more.
I love you No 2.

jacksons part four???

In case you need reminding about the previous saga...Annamoe. Pt.3I have kicked Jacksons ass. Not until the Annamoe kicked my ass for 2 days though. I escaped, bruised, and with a new bump on the nose, but happy and UPRIGHT after paddling like the dickens through Jacksons falls. I was so happy when I got to the bottom I couldn't contain myself: there may or maynot have been little tears of joy. I can't WAIT to try again....

in other news

I have a new car car. She's not new, but she's new to me. In the trend that I began in my youth, she is a wagon, and looks like the vehicle driven by a soccer mom.



Nonetheless she is loved and will be well looked after.
She wont be driven though, gas is too expensive.
The car is to celebrate being a fully licensed driver.
This is me the day I got my test...



...demented with glee. It only took me 15 years of driving ...

soundcheck!!!

In a move that was good for the soul and bad for the wallet, I quit my day job after 7 years. It was time to make time I suppose! I’m done this week, eep! But as one door shuts, many many open. I’m very excited about all the possibilities! Firstly the blog drought will be over (i hope), and I can finally dedicate some serious hours to Angel, my patient little project who deserves so much more!

So, the second night of our weekly soundcheck (july the tenth) will be my leaving do - my celebration of having my first summer off in 14 years. But do come to the first one as well this thursday (july the third).

In fact come to all of them. They are going to be fun fun fun.
(there may or may not be pigs and robots in attendance.)