I Just Called to say

Hello, Actually. I have quite a lot of interesting things to say at the moment, as you can tell between by the time it has taken between my previous and this posting, but none of it really I wish to share with the Blogspot.

Maybe I should be a little unfaithful and get a LiveJournal, you know, play away from home for a bit.

More importantly, i feel the need to summarise the past few days, and particualrly the weekend in the musical events which have signified the important bits.

Me and Tom rapping 'H to the Izzo' on the way back to the cab at 3am saturday

The dance of Two fingers being waved in the air (although not in an Anglo-Saxon defiant manner)

Telling a passed out Alex that the only way he could prove he was still alive was if he sang 'signed, sealed, delivered' (Which - fair play to him he attempted, albeit it came out 'flunf')

The Great Kate Bush singalong. My us youths know how to have fun!

And thats about all i am prepared to divulge at the moment. Oh well back to real life.