I only have two problems, my work life and my home life.

Right! Today I'm going to talk aboot graffiti.

Now in my mind there are two types of graffiti.

1) Bad Graffiti

Bad graffiti is the kind of mess where some gormless, worthless population statistic scrawls their 'tag' in as many places as possible. This shite is often seen on people's walls, bridges and most often on the side of roads or the underground.

Once or twice is fine, until you grow out of it when you realise it's pathetic, (blush) but everywhere again and again..... It's just sad. Perpetrators of this muck should be given a painful lingering death.

A classic example of bad graffiti is exhibited below:

















Some bad Graffiti yesterday

Now look at the state of that shite. Our friend 'Cemick', 'Cemik', 'Kemik' or 'Kemick' (the poor soul evidently has learning diffculties) has scrawled this lame effort all over the surrounding area.

What a complete and utter div.

2) Good Graffiti

Now, within feet of the above lameness was this:













Some good graffiti yesterday

Now this work is out of the way on an old wall. It's colourful and the person responsible has some significant artistic prowess. Sadly he forgot to finish the eyes off but all the same.....

"No grafitti is good graffiti Spunky!" I hear you cry.

Well you could be right, but I quite like this and if only this form of graffiti existed I would be a happier man.

Well that's my opinion anyway.

I was at a wedding yesterday and Angry went for a poo in the woods. More of that later....

I only have to worry, in case my girl wears pins

Right I've nicked this from Stigger:

Don't know what it is, but you have to bold all the things you've done.

01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink (In Malta, to be fair it was quiet and it was 40p a pint)
02. Swam with wild dolphins
03. Climbed a mountain (quite a few in the lake district, and Snowdon – although I cheated on that one by taking a train half way)
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid
06. Held a tarantula
07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone (oh yes!, I’ve even broken a bath with someone. I was living in St Johns Wood and having a bath with Mazzy Must. Now…the cowboy builders decided they couldn’t be arsed propping the bath up properly and so stuck a plant pot underneath…… We’re happily frolicking and suddenly – BUSHAK! – I drop a good foot and water goes everywhere. We looked at each wide eyed, expecting to go through the floor any second. Fortunately we didn’t. I had to bail the bath out. Fortunately downstairs never noticed!. Hmmmm that reminds me of the time we killed our neighbour, but that’s another story….)
08. Said "I love you" and meant it (many many times)
09. Hugged a tree (try it, you have to. It’s not just for freaks)
10. Bungee jumped
11. Visited Paris (I’ve driven round the peripherique, don’t think that counts)
12. Watched a lightning storm at sea (I love storms, there I go again)
13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise (I love sunrise but then I must go to sleep for a long time)
14. Seen the Northern Lights (I must do this)
15. Gone to a huge sports game (not least of which seeing the mighty blues at the hallowed Goodison Park)
16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
18. Touched an iceberg
19. Slept under the stars
20. Changed a baby's diaper
21. Taken a trip on a hot air balloon
22. Watched a meteor shower
23. Got drunk on champagne (several times, usually before doing a best man speech)
24. Given more than you can afford to charity
25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope (Yeah! At my main man P’s and I saw three of Jupiters moons!!!)
26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment (best one was when a friend of mine and Pantsfellah fell off the climbing frame and lay there winded huffing and puffing
Willy – “SOS”
Fellah – “He’s broken his back”
Spunky – “Call an ambulance”
We pissed ourselves for ages. Poor Pete. NB Willy was there too!)
27. Had a food fight
28. Bet on a winning horse (many many times, more losers though)
29. Asked out a stranger (first time I did this was with an American girl, I got an abrupt “No” I also three or four years ago asked out a beautiful Slovak girl though and went out with her for many months)
30. Had a snowball fight (you have to make skid patches too (don’t you Fellah?) – patches! Not marks!)
31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can (every 6 pm when I was at university, I used to do a great tarzan call)
32. Held a lamb (a cutlet yes, whole one no)
33. Seen a total eclipse (Saw it in Devon a few years ago, it was a bit spooky. Two bats came out. (to be honest that was me and Chibbles doing impressions)
34. Ridden a roller coaster
35. Hit a home run (not in baseball, in rounders – playing softball with work on Friday, how camp is that?)
36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking (it’s obligatory for me, it’s all I can do)
37. Adopted an accent for an entire day (I can’t believe many could keep it up for a whole day, done hours at a time. Usually end up Jamaican)
38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment (lots, maybe not now, but lots)
39. Had two hard drives for your computer
40. Visited all 50 states (No never will, Have done 4)
41. Taken care of someone who was shit faced (of course my friends are pissheads)
42. Had amazing friends (Fellah, Angry, P the list is endless)
43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country (prettiest was in Denmark and I blew it!)
44. Watched wild whales
45. Stolen a sign (signs, flashing lights, shampoo, light bulbs, gates……)
46. Backpacked in Europe (From Lithuania to Ukraine with Wee Man)
47. Taken a road trip (drove all the way from Frankfurt to Coventry in one go, took 12 hours)48. Gone rock climbing (not with harness though)
49. Midnight walk on the beach (Gran Canaria with Minky, we took two scottish ladies skinny dipping, rrrrrrrrrrrrrr!)
50. Gone sky diving
51. Visited Ireland (lots, the Guinness is not loads better, that’s just people who don’t drink Guinness talking shit, best pint I had was in Kaiserlautern in Germany)
52. Been heartbroken for longer than when you were in love (of course! Sometimes you get binned really quickly, especially when young and foolish. In fact you can be in love and never go out with them – or it that just me?)
53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger's table and had a meal with them (Yup. Wongkeis in Soho, they chuck you on any table with any space at all?)
54. Visited Japan (No, but I plan to do a pilgimage and follow Basho’s Narrow Road to the East)
55. Milked a cow (milked myself…..)
56. Alphabetized your cds (homme!)
57. Pretended to be a superhero (I was Batman at a work christmas do and presented awards)58. Sung karaoke (I’m sad, I love karaoke, my local does it Sunday afternoons!)
59. Lounged around in bed all day (this is one of my ideal days)
60. Posed nude in front of strangers (I did an underpant dance, but never naked)
61. Gone scuba diving
62. Kissed in the rain (very romantic)
63. Played in the mud (Me Fellah and the Fairdall mines.....)
64. Played in the rain
65. Gone to a drive-in theater
66. Visited the Great Wall of China
67. Started a business
68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken (Sadly I have done most of the meaness in the past)
69. Toured ancient sites (the Forum in Rome is amazing, breathtaking)
70. Taken a martial arts class
71. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight (Me and Fellah again, we used to create huge dungeons with all manner of creatures living next door to each other, you open a door 7 orcs! Another, you see a white dragon! You find a chest (with a poison needle – Oh no Gloin’s dead! Where’s the cleric?) full of 1 million gold pieces!)
72. Gotten married (brrrrrrr!)
73. Been in a movie (been in Big Al’s ski movie. Famous for the fact we recorded the first half hour and no one but Big Al remembered recording it the next day (I blame alochol))
74. Crashed a party (And then nearly pulled the host’s girlfriend, this isn’t a big plaudit for me. He was hanging. I did go out with her for a while a bit later but these were my misbehavioural days)
75. Gotten divorced
76. Gone without food for 5 days (I’ve done three days if pints don’t count, I felt quite ill and dizzy and had to have a Mars bar)
77. Made cookies from scratch (I have some Sccoby Doo ones in the cupboord that Fellah got me though)
78. Won first prize in a costume contest
79. Ridden a gondola in Venice (There were 6 of us so it wasn’t mega romantic)
80. Gotten a tattoo
81. Rafted the Snake River
82. Been on television news programme as an "expert"
83. Got flowers for no reason (I didn’t like it, men shouldn’t get flowers, call me old fashioned…… But I just don’t like them)
84. Performed on stage
85. Been to Las Vegas (overrated in my opinion, the surrounds are awesomne though)
86. Recorded music (Me and The Chemist have recorded loads of shite, but in the last couple of years we got a four track and recorded some stuff. Not the best but we’re improving)
87. Eaten shark (wasn’t overly impressed, prefer tuna (no bones!))
88. Had a one-night stand (I don’t admit to it though, ooops!)
89. Gone to Thailand
90. Bought a house (I’m counting my flat here)
91. Been in a combat zone (Bosnia still looked like it but wasn’t)
92. Buried one/both of your parents (How morbid is that?)
93. Been on a cruise ship (I would hate to go on a cruise)
94. Spoken more than one language fluently (I speak some rubbishly)
95. Performed in Rocky Horror (never!)
96. Raised children (Brrrrrrr!)
97. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
98. Created and named your own constellation of stars (stupid)
99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over (Moving to London was a nightmare at first but ended up being brilliant)
101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge (I cycled it, but I reckon that counts)
102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn't stop when you knew someone was looking (Regularly, usually to A-ha. In fact I had an old fiesta and the radio stopped working so I used to sing to myself all the way Coventry to Liverpool)
103. Had plastic surgery
104. Survived an accident that you shouldn't have survived.
105. Wrote articles for a large publication (me and Fellah used to write ‘The Eye’, circulation was only about 10, it was A4 though!)
106. Lost over 100 pounds (that’s aboot half my weight!)
107. Held someone while they were having a flashback
108. Piloted an airplane (It’s bad enough flying!)
109. Petted a stingray (At Brighton sea life centre. I love all animals and creatures (except mosquitos))
110. Broken someone's heart (I broke Mazzy Must’s heart and still feel the pain today. It’s not a good thing)
111. Helped an animal give birth
112. Won money on a T.V. game show
113. Broken a bone (One collar bone, a finger and three ribs)
114. Gone on an African photo safari (next year)
115. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced (I hate piercings)
116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol (I went clay pigeon shooting with an ex, Julia Roberts, it was ace but always worrying to know your lady had a shotgun in her cupboard)
117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild (Yes, but I didn’t gather them)
118. Ridden a horse (donkey yes, horse no)
119. Had major surgery (does a hernia count?)
120. Had a snake as a pet (I’d love to, they’re ace)
121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon (been at the top, no time to hike down)
122. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours (easy, I was a student once)
123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states (it’s easy to beat 0)
124. Visited all 7 continents (nowhere near, I will though)
125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
126. Eaten kangaroo meat (Was quite pleasant, I love meat!)
127. Eaten sushi (love it! In fact just had it for lunch. I prefer raw to cooked fish))
128. Had your picture in the newspaper (St Helen’s Reporter)
129. Changed someone's mind about something you care deeply about (lots, I’m a bad person)130. Gone back to school (to study German and typing!!)
131. Parasailed
132. Petted a cockroach (kicked one in the pool once, it swam as fast as it ran!)
133. Eaten fried green tomatoes (I can’t understand how that works, surely they aren’t ripe enough to eat)
134. Read The Iliad - and the Odyssey (I still have to read Crime and Punishment first)
135. Selected one "important" author who you missed in school, and read their work (quite a few H G Wells for one, Swift another)
136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
137. Skipped all your school reunions
138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language (went out with a french girl and we shared a dictionary between us. We shared in the language of lurve! And my cartoon shark drawings. Trying to order beer in Kosice was tricky too.)
139. Been elected to public office
140. Written your own computer language (bet lots of people bold this one)
141. Thought to yourself that you're living your dream (yeah and then woken up)
142. put someone you love into hospice care
143. Built your own PC from parts
144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn't know you (I’m a terrible artist)
145. Had a booth at a street fair
146: Dyed your hair (black for an eighties evening, I was a cross between Robert Smith and Tony Hadley)
147: Been a DJ (only at parties with someones CD player)
148: Shaved your head
149: Caused a car accident (Yeah with me in it and ending up in a ditch. My poor Sunbeam :’o( )
150: Saved someone's life (I do save insects when the fall in the pool on holiday)

I see your face underneath my pillow.....

Ack! What a week. Thank God it's over. I mean it had one or two good points but not many!

What is going on with mosquitos at the moment? I killed two huge ones last night. Both full of blood. I have to say mosquitos are one of the few creatures I'd happily make extinct.

In relation to one of my earlier posts:
http://theamazingworldofcheese.blogspot.com/2006/05/am-i-holding-on-will-this-always-be.html
[Someone should show me how to put an easy reference in, cos I don't know how!]
This is having a knock-on effect. Due to the lack of bees, hence the lack of pollination skills, there is now a threat to a wild flowers who are reliant on the humble bee. Apparently the hover fly just doesn't cut it (must admit though hover flies are cool too!).

All a bit sad really.

One entertaining point aboot this week was reading the book below right:













It must be said, the cover makes it look like soft porn. Plus the little sentence on the cover "His fantasy had come true he was a lone man on a planet inhabited entirely by women"

It certainly opened me up for some comedy abuse. I must state that, sadly, there was no rumpy pumpy in the whole book. I was, to be fair, a rather simple and obvious science fiction book, albeit with a load of 'real science' mumbo at the back to support Poul's scientific credentials. I wasn't impressed.

A further experiment this week - I had a skinful of beer last night and thought (as per usual in this state of mind) 'I need a kebab!'. Angry, also with beer hunger and a love of kebabs, accompanied me and because of our need for speed we ordered two large doners and chips.

BUT! I thought, 'I wonder if I don't have chilli sauce that will reduce my kebab hangover?' So I just got onion, tomato, lemon and chillis.

THE RESULT: No kebab hangover!! I mean it wasn't as tasty but overall a success!

Finally! [this is a bit like a news bulletin]

I was in the car coming back from footie (I often have revelations at this time) and I remembered in the good old days at university my old mate PK told me a bit of a story [this is another one of my moments of naivety].

We used to chat aboot music a lot as we shared common ground in musical taste, most notably King Crimson and Rush (he, to his credit, introduced me to the joys of Crimson). He was also a big fan of Queen, who I've never liked, and was pontificating on the greatness of Freddie Mercury's voice.

"The reason he has such a unique voice" quoth PK "is down to the fact he smokes special cigarettes" He continued "He smokes pink cigarettes which make his voice have a interesting tone".

Hmmmmmm. It suddenly hit me in the car, all of 18 years later! Was he being literal or was this a gag! Was he referring to Mr Mercury's love of chobbling on the 'rod of flesh'? I honestly don't think there is such a thing as pink cigarettes. Oh how he must've giggled.

My daddy's boots don't fit me......

Well! I'm back from the hospital and after all that it's just a sprain!

The consultant caused me lots of pain and said it's just ligament damage. Come back in two weeks if it doesn't improve.

So....I suppose that's good news! I feel a bit cheated for all the time spent in A&E though.

Today I am shattered. A sunday at the cricket always take it out of you.

It's such a beautiful day though I'm gutted I have to go to work.

Guess what? A laser!

I am just back from Lords:


















Well..... not that Lords, but it's a good picture so I'm keeping it! what this world lacks is enough people with distinguished grey beards!

I've not always been a beard lover! (in fact I'm not now) I remember the days when me and Pants used to drive round St.Helens and shout 'BEARD!' at anyone with full facial furniture.

Also I got into a fight at university using the same slur!

Oh poop, where was I?

Oh yes! Lords! I met up with Budget Boy, P and Ape in a Suit and we enjoyed a relaxing days cricket.

Now, there are some very relaxing things aboot a day at cricket:

• You get to see little white clad men running aboot
• You have excellent company
• you get an excellent array of food suppled by P - samosas, bhaji, tandoori chickan, pork pies, sarnies, scones with squirty cream.......
• Fantastic atmosphere
• Beautiful surroundings

And there are some downsides:

• Bottle of champagne to start
• 'Nother bottle of champagne
• Bottle of red wine
• 'Nother bottle of red wine
• several litres of pimms and lemonade
• adjourn to pub for several Guinii
• A bright red sunburnt face!

The pros outweigh the cons though! And here I am able to type for once!

Anyhoo! It was ace and I'm trashed and now I must sleep!

Love you all!

Self catering on the heritage coast!

Ooh! Look the other post turned up!

Now you can see how much it changed when I re-wrote it!

I take it all back! This system is infallible!

What gun? What dangerous place? You're a policeman!

For fucks sake! This stupid cunting system has fucked up again.

I write a whole post and press publish and end up with a internet page not found page.

What a waste of my freaking time!

If I hadn't already damaged my wrists I punch something.

ACK!

Anyway, it's reminded me of something that happened this afternoon:

I'm walking from my local subcontinental corner shop, with a bag full of Royal Sun cocunut water [Mmmmmmmmmm, it's a tasty!] and some lad leans out of the back window of a car and says 'Hello gorgeous' 'Can I have your phone number?' I said 'Errrr, no sorry'. His mates were giggling in the front.

Now am I a victim of:
a) a drive by homosexual proposition
OR
b) a drive by heterosexual homophobic prank
Answers on a postcard

He was quite cute, so I prefer a).

Anywhichway. Big Brother's Nikki is out!

Disapointing. She was very attractive until she opened her gob. The kind of flapping gob rarely seen outside Saint Temple's school of prententious child entertainers. BUT at least she did things inside the house.

When she was ejected, however, it made me realise who she looked like! She pulled this face and there it was! Dr Zira from 'Escape From the Planet of the Apes'!

Nikki - flapping mouthed haridan so facile that she went for Pete because of his popularity (a man whom she would sneer at in real life) albeit with a nice bum:

















Dr Zira - highly evolved chimpanzee who thinks nothing of dissecting humans in 'the name of science', albeit with a nice bum:















Right! Back to the cricket. Off to Lords tomorrow. It's an alcoholics paradise!

OH! One more thing! I had my 1,000th visitor today. (well from when I started measuring) and I was going to award a bottle of champagne. Sadly it was me!

He held a gun in his hand, this is a dangerous place!

Well! Those who watch Big Bro have now seen the demise of Nikki!

Unfortunately, she was one of the most entertaining people. This despite the fact that she has one of those flapping gobs rarely seen outside of St Langford's school for pretentious child actresses. It's amazing that someone can get to 24 with such a risible character.

But that's not the point. She pulled a face last night and It struck me who she looks like! Dr Zira from 'Escape From the Planet of the Apes' sadly I couldn't find a decent picture of her so the newer version from the recent apes remake will have to do.

Nikki, population statistic, albeit with a nice ass:
















Dr Zira, highly evolved chimpanzee used to dissecting humans for fun. Albeit with a nice ass:
















Right, back to the cricket!

Crystals and crystal healing.....

Big Brother

I know you all love Big Bro. Well....I was going to do a spot where I spoke aboot each housemate, but then I just couldn't be arsed.
But then I noticed that Pete, the tourettes sufferer everyone loves:





Is the spitting image of Beavis, the potty mouthed MTV viewer everyone loves:






Why does everyone love this goon? (i'm talking aboot Pete here, not Beavis, everyone understands the love of Beavis)
I mean even I've had moments of liking him. But let's look at the facts:

• He looks like a dork
• He's a wimp
• He smells
• He's a lazy good for nothing doleite
• He's on Big Brother

Let's be honest would you be friends with this wobbling fool? If you look deeply the answer is no. Because of his tourettes? No, my average mate swears a lot more than him. It's because he's dull! AND could you really put up with some pillock playing the drums all afternoon on your barbeque? NEVER

Vote him OUT!

[Please note - the fact that my Betfair account will suffer badly as a result of him winning has nothing to do with the above statements]

This post was sponsored by:










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£1.29!!!!! Robbery eh? Don't get me wrong! I love it BUT that is madness. It's only aboot 3 mouthfuls. Vote with your wallets viewers! Buy a crate every week and the price will come down and we'll all be better off! I learnt that in 'O' level Economics.

Enjoy the weather all. I am.

You made me see there's so much more than this.

Well! I'm back from A&E.

I have a suspected fracture of the scaphoid bone:


















Don't like the sounds of this. I have a bone scan on Monday. Hopefully it's a small one, or not at all!

I only had to wait an hour and a half. And got the afternoon off. Mind you I was in at 7:30 to be ready for any changes to my presentation at 11. The weak chinned cunt never read it though and we winged it. Not sure it was a success.

A typical MSN conversation between me and Pants:

PANTSFELLAH says: im off to the cinema
Spunky Trunks says: film?
PANTSFELLAH says: Cannibal head fucking whores 3
Spunky Trunks says: really?
Spunky Trunks says: fuck man what screen
Spunky Trunks says: i loved the first two
PANTSFELLAH says: me 2!
PANTSFELLAH says: REET
PANTSFELLAH says: bha!
Spunky Trunks says: later man

I have seen a mountain fall away from sight.....

A joke for a change.

Sophie Ellis Bextor has been found head butted to death in the apartment of a French footballer...

Apparently it was murder on Zidanes floor.

Tee Hee!

Ol' Trunks took a tumble last night at the footie. I'm gonna have to pile into A&E after my important presentation at 11. Think I've damaged me wrist.

More news as it's made.

Apples of gold, soft and sweet like natures meant to be.

And here is where I lived before that:














St Johns Wood. My first place in London. I remember driving down from Coventry with 'Ape in a Suit' and thinking 'fuck I'm moving to London' I did it totally blind.

Budget Boy arranged the flat and I sold my car so I had some money and started work at McDonalds in Swiss Cottage to make sure I had some income. Working at McDonalds at 24/25 with a wage of £3.50 an hour wasn't exactly a morale builder. AND the people in there were so lame. I had one young lass telling me how to put chips in the bag (I was wearing a green badge and that is the lowest of the low - this despite my previous glittering career in McD's in Coventry having taken me to the heady heights of Training Squad!).

The ranking goes:

Green Badge - First few weeks whilst on probation

Yellow Badge - You can now start training in earnest and get your stars

5 Star Yellow Badge - You've passed all five tests and now are an ecpert in the ways of chips, buns, burgers, chicken and cleaning (I may have them wrong - Pants please tell me if I have). At the stage some people start thinking they're important. It's risible.

White Badge - Training squad! You can now test people to get their stars. (this was the peak of my career!)

Floor Manager - You get a blue shirt now! I was offered this 'If I took my job seriously' I replied 'How can anyone take this seriously?' and oddly didn't get the job. (this was the peak of Pants' career)

Manager - You actually get a salary here. But you couldn't find an uglier bunch. Apart from Harrison Ford, he was entertaining, I think he got canned for stealing though!

Anyway! This bint is telling me how to put chips in. And I'm just looking at her like the div she is and ignoring her. So she goes and complains to the manager! (Hitler in the making) and he says 'Actually he's training squad and has just moved here' She comes back and apologises! Hahaha! The power of the white badge!

Obviously I couldn't hack that for the long. The morning shifts I mainly did where inhabited by people who couldn't speak english and there shoes were falling off their feet. It was like a tramps convention in Lagos.

So then I got a top job working in a perfume warehouse! (cheers temp agency! Obviously saw my potential with my degree and career in McDonalds). I worked with a top old bloke called Ken, a goofy female Arsenal fan and a a gay hairdresser type (the manager). Most notable moment there was being told to slow down because I was working too fast!

It was there I met Qwex! A top, but unusual looking fella, and ended up playing in a Ska band. I used to turn up to practice learn the songs and then get told to wait a few weeks because I picked it up too quickly. They called me 'Muso' because I used to borrow Skinheed's bass and play the riff straight back to him. ('I spent weeks working that out!' quoth he). I would bask in my own ability here. But to be fair it was more their lack than my excess.

Anyhow. I did that for a while and then the agency come in with a job at Midland Bank in Queens Park! The rest is history. Here I am in a redundancy position for the fourth time!

Tell you what though! Football on Wednesday night I scored a cracking goal! This is a very rare occurrence as I play at right back and rarely venture far into the opposition half. I took it down the wing crossed it in and followed up. It bounced around a bit fell to me and I leathered into the the top of the net. CLASS! I celebrated shirt over head for some time. I made the most of it as it's unlikely to happen in 11 a side for another 5 years or more (and I'll be retired by then).

Reet. Back to working from home!

I was swimming out in that current yeah......

And this is where I lived before that:














Leafy Finchley. The park top right was lovely. Unfortunately my good friend Minky decided to buy a house and told me and Caz very late on so we were forced to move. Mind you that was good cos now I'm here!

Best thing aboots Finchley? Good restaurants (including a kebab house that would reopen for me when pissed), nearer the countryside, near bottom of M1 and way home, quiet and safe.

Worst things? Over an hour commute/not near tube (necessitating a wee half way on walk home after heavy drinking), too suburban, no good nightlife.

When it's my moment in the sun, oh how beautiful I'll be.

This is Spunky Mansions!

It's not much, but it's home and I love it.

I wouldn't rather be anywhere else.

Anyone else loving this steamy weather? I was born for these temperatures.

I'm not mentioning the world cup (ooops I just did). I'm sitting here wearing a Hungary top just to be different.