30 June 2006
I woke up at 2.30am with a banging headache. I was awoken again at 5.30am by the milkman who has exchanged his nice quiet electric milk float for a diesel-engined noise machine.
The world fell out of my bottom about half an hour ago and now I feel very very sick. I'd go home, if it wasn't for the fact that I've got to get the car MOTd at dinner time, and the tax runs out today :o(
Actually, I might just put my head down on the desk and try to sleep anyway, until the boss comes in.
Z RECORDS have confirmed the final tracklisting for Lost Weekend's forthcoming album.
Although the album's title is yet to be confirmed, the following tracks will be on the album :
- Don't Go
- Forever Moving On
- Seize The Day
- Save The Best Till Last
- High 'N Low
- Is This Our Limit
- Beautiful Mind
- Higher Life
- It Doesn't Have To Be This Way
- Message From Your Heart
- Time To Leave (What A Relief)
- I Will Be Here For You
The band are also working on adding more shows to their schedule for around this time, so keep checking back to their website for further updates.
Lost Weekend's confirmed dates are :
- 27.07.06 : The Tivoli, Buckley
- 24.09.06 : Z Rock 06, Dudley JB's
- 04.11.06 : The Golden Lion, Halifax
So get out there and support them!
27 June 2006
26 June 2006
19 June 2006
Friday - hot and sunny, lovely ride to the rally site in Helmsley. Drank some beer, talked bollocks round the fire, slept like a log (but not one of the burning ones).
Saturday - very hot and sunny. Great fun doing the Farmyard Tour - a 90 mile round trip through some very lovely Yorkshire countryside (and seaside!). Cracking Pink Floyd tribute band - 'Shine On' - very faithful to the original songs and fan-bloody-tastic.
Sunday - pleasantly warm, with a bit of rain. Rather speedy ride home, followed by a meal in the local Indian Restaurant. Fine finish to a brill weekend.
15 June 2006
14 June 2006
However, as I was coming back along the A6, I saw a car, about 200 yards in front of me, swerve round something in the road. As I approached, I could see it was a person, stretched out, face down in the road. I went over the other side of the road and then did a u-turn about 200 yards down and pulled over. A teenage girl ran out into the road and grabbed the person (who turned out to be another teenage girl aged about 15) and dragged her to the side o the road. The silly cow then went back out and lay down in the road again, so her friend dragged her back again. The pissed-up little dickhead then proceeded to run out in front of a car, which had to swerve round her. It was at this point that I took off my lid, got out my phone and dialled 999.
Whilst I was on the phone to the Police, she ran out in front of a further two vehicles, causing one of them to slam on and swerve, narrowly missing her. The Police said they'd send someone along to look. I took my time in putting my lid and gloves back on and then rode past her and her friend. Someone had obviously been to fetch an adult, because a man in a yellow jacket picked her up, threw her over his shoulder and started to march off, with her giggling her head off and her mate trotting along behind. I turned round again a short way up the road and headed off home, by which time the man and his inebriated cargo had disappeared. I never did see the Police, but to be fair, it was only about 3 minutes from my call.
I hope the kid has the hangover from hell in the morning and I hope her parents read her the riot act and ground her until she learns some common sense. It right spoilt my night, that did.
12 June 2006
10 June 2006
09 June 2006
I was working down in Aylesbury for a few days, and decided to venture out into the countryside to find a nice pub where I could have a meal. I found a cracking pub in Aston Abbotts, went inside and waited at the bar. There was no-one about, but I thought I could hang on for a minute and wait for someone.
A very polite voice from behind the bar said "Good evening, what can I get you?". I whirled round, but there was no-one there. Then it said again "Good evening, what can I get you?" so I peered round one of the pillars and there, in a case was a lovely parrot. I started giggling. Just then, the barman appeared and told me that the parrot always greeted the customers.
It was a lovely pub and a lovely meal.
08 June 2006
that I couldn't give a flying fuck about Wayne Rooney's foot.
I am sick to death of hearing about it. I feel sorry for him, actually, I've had a broken foot and it's bloody painful, and the last thing he probably wants is a bunch of morons hounding him day and night.
There has been talk of little else for days. Reporters at the airport waiting for his plane to land, reporters at the hospital waiting for him to go in, waiting whilst he's in, waiting for him to come out, waiting for a statement, waiting to see if he can play or not, waiting for him to go back to the airport.
I just don't care, OK? Shut up about it and get a fucking life!
07 June 2006
- Drive round her - after all you didn't hit her so it's not your problem, is it?
- Stop and help?
Guess what six drivers did when 8 year-old Cait Atkins got knocked down in Aylesbury? Find out here. I hope they feel guilty enough to perhaps make a donation to one of the many charities out there. Brake might be a good place to start.
Michael McGoldrick - one of the finest fiddlers the UK has to offer. I could listen to him play all day. Indeed, sometimes, I do. I'm told that he taught another of my favourites, John McCusker, but I don't know if that's true or not.
CrossCurrent - I heard CrossCurrent at the Davy Lamp Folk Club back in January and was mightily impressed, especially with Damien O'Kane, a very charismatic tenor banjo player with amazing talent and a lovely smile.
Then there's the Family Mahone, already sold out, and (gasp) The Levellers, one of my favourite bands, doing an accoustic set.
It's just not fair, is it?
When I opened the front door this morning, the smell hit me like a fist. It smells like bad drains :o( Fortunately, my office is upstairs and I can't smell it from there.
06 June 2006
Maybe this balloon pilot got lost whilst looking for the Coventry Balloon Festival ... ?
The first picture is of the Mormon church at Chorley, the others are of Anglezarke and Rivington reservoirs.
05 June 2006
When Ian got to the meeting point, I noticed something in his back tyre. It was a screw, and the tyre was slowing going soft, although judging by the stickiness of it, Ian hadn't been taking his time to get there. He was mightily pissed off and managed to limp it home. In the meantime, we set off, having to stop half way for Darren to retrieve his numberplate which went AWOL at Wrea Green. The rest of the trip was without incident.
There were some bloody nice bikes out there, but I didn't manage to get a proper picture of the Royal Enfield cos the bloke rode off before I could get a decent shot.
The Honda 70 with the IAM badge amused me, especially since the badge is a red one, denoting that it was awarded for the car test, not the bike test, which has a green badge.
My favourite of the night was the Kettle. It's obviously someone's pride and joy, beautifully looked after and a pleasure to see.
The marshals did a superb job, as usual, stopping the traffic to allow the bikes through, and making sure that everyone was neatly parked up. We only stopped for about an hour and then set off back home again.
So here I am tapping away whilst listening to Radio 4. I've even messaged Spike, but he's not awake, obviously shagged out after the PiL rally. Boy is he gonna have a surprise when he logs in - a whole load of whining from me :o( Yep, how sad is that, whining to someone who ain't even there.
Oh yeah, and I've got a really stiff neck too. It was hurting before my bike ride yesterday and has got worse. I had a hot shower at tea time, which helped for about half an hour, but now it's just something else keeping me awake.
Work in 5 hours. Ho hum. OK, let's have another go at this sleeping lark.
04 June 2006
I decided it was time for breakfast at 11:30 and bought a chip butty, which was hot, but tasted pretty crap, and then we set off again. I passed a sign for 'Windmill Animal Farm', where my mate Spondon Chris works, as a steam train driver, so I thought I'd call in, but it was his day off, so I went for a blat instead and found some really nice twisties. I didn't really want to go home, but by 3pm I was getting a bit tired and thirsty, so I headed back to Keaw Yed City for a rest. Went to the Co-op on the way home to get a bottle of plonk and some choccies for this evening :o)
02 June 2006
Gordon sent me a list of rules for Women for during the World Cup. He doesn't seem to realise how much I truly love the World Cup. It's a fantastic time of year - all those footy fans glued to their telly at home, or glued to the big screen in the pub, leaving the roads lovely and clear so that I can play on my bike.
Who on earth would want to watch f***ball when they have a motorbike to ride? Weirdos! You watch your little game, if that's what floats your boat, but I'll be having a better time than you.
Bikers have more fun than people.
01 June 2006
"A lot of people can't understand how we came to have an oil shortage here in our country. Well, there's a very simple answer. Nobody bothered to check the oil. We just didn't know we were getting low.
"The reason for that is purely geographical. Our oil is located in the North Sea.
"Our dipsticks are located in Westminster."