Hello Campers, just a note on this sleepy Sunday to inform you on the weekend’s happenings, Friday went down well with lots of people wandering around it was the weirdest leaving doo for someone I had ever been to.

Finished early at work to check into the International Hotel in Telford, with Paul and we started early. And for once it was nice to taste the sweet taste of draft Budweiser in my gold like mouth. Not drinking all the time, driving everywhere, I needed to unwind. And I did do, getting into the spirit of things and even going as far as annoying Daya from work asking if she had a banging s**t after returning from the ladies room.

I know it’s not the thing to do and I should have behaved better the whole evening but for once I just wanted to be a bastard on a night out like other people do. I felt bad the day after, and yet I felt I had a chance to blow off some “naughtiness” that had been building up for ages. Enjoyed Paul and Nigel’s company, even at McDonalds, the home of Heart Attacks. There is more to this but for now I am going to leave it there.

Saturday, sorted out some Euros and a card for Dad, his birthday is soon and I’ll miss the fun due to other things coming up. Like needing a sit down…. ? kidding! Got home, went out again of course the podcast was sorted out then, and frankly it’s a complete waste of time but actually it’s amongst the best I’ve done because some of it was completely off the cuff, unrehearsed and made up. Sounded better than I thought it would. Natalie and I had a good conversation in the evening and then nothing but black.

Hour after hour went past and I found it was 12:20 when I woke up and oh dear. I was late for taking Mum to the airport. Missed half a day today doing nothing but I do feel better anyway. Right now, just watching Season 6 of Frasier and taking the “Leisure” route to happiness.

Granted this isn’t a post which would wow people in the realms of furthering the human adventure and finding out more about us but every once in a while, it’s easier to write what is in your head. And well this was what in my head, albeit it was not even close to everything. You’ve had enough for now and I need to lie down further. Being Lordly is taxing…. ?